Apparently I was in Denver after all, because I caught the scheduled plane and arrived safely in Boston.
As some of you may recall, last time I came to Boston, just over a year ago, I had a really awful cab ride from the airport. This year, I decided to take the T to Davis, then catch a cab from there; seemed more likely that the cabbie would (say) know where Medford is.
But I claimed my baggage around 10:30 p.m. Boston time, and I had a SWAPA'zine due at midnight, and when I checked the MBTA trip planner, it told me it would take an hour just to get to Davis.
So I looked at the map on my iPhone, and I looked at the paper map, and I went to catch a cab at the airport. Before I got in the cab, I showed the cabbie the map and I asked him if he knew how to get to Medford. He said yes. I told him which exit from which freeway, and he seemed pretty clear on the idea.
And although I was a little worried when we spent most of the first five minutes of the trip in tunnels, where there's no GPS, so my iPhone wasn't sure where we were, it became clear fairly soon that he knew what he was doing. And this time I was keeping a close eye on the freeway signs, and they all pointed the way we were going. And this time I didn't try to micromanage the departure from the airport; I just told him where we were going and let him figure out how to get there.
And it all worked well. He got me where I was going quickly and safely, and after we left the tunnels I could even follow the GPS dot on my iPhone, which was very comforting. I had the cabbie drop me off a couple blocks away to avoid the maze of twisty little one-way streets, and walked the rest of the way.
Made it safely to M&L's, finished the SWAPA'zine, had some food. Perhaps I will try and go to bed soon. It's fairly early by California time, but I didn't get enough sleep last night.