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Tonight is my last night in Boston, I fly out to London at some ungodly hour of the morning. It's a nice place to visit, but I'm really happy to be heading home. I miss my girls.

So, I was halfway through packing and realised I hadn't given an update on the snow driving since the other morning. Well, it got so much better during the day. Like everyone else, I left the office early so I could get home while it was still (kind of) light. It had been snowing heavily all day, and the strong winds were whipping up a storm of white. Visibility was terrible, and despite the constant passes of the snow plows the roads were very slippery.

What I found amazing was that the locals actually slowed down! The three lane interstate had been changed into a two lane slip and slide, and everyone was being careful and considerate. Stunning.

It took about forty minutes to drive the five miles back to the hotel. Towards the end of the drive the snow changed to rain, which froze as soon as it hit the windscreen. The best option for the last few minutes of driving was to close my eyes and use the force.

The fun continued the next morning. The car park was mostly clear of snow, mainly because it had been plowed into a wall behind my car. I joined the line of hotel guests digging ourselves out. Three quarters of an hour later I was able to leave for work. At least it was bright and sunny. Freezing, but sunny.

So, 5.30 tomorrow I'm into a cab, and off to the airport. London, here I come!