A rambler's hors d'oeuvre

I'm taking a long weekend in Boston with the hot scientist. He's attending a conference out there on test methods for figuring out how medicines dissolve in the human system. At least that's my non-scientist understanding of it. Whoo! I'm flying out to meet him because I have scads relatives out there--which makes the fact that we're going to spend the entire time dodging obligatory relative visits sound kind of contradictory. I really want to go out there to do a bit of rambling with the man. We haven't rambled much together yet. And also, one of my favorite aunts has been under the weather lately and I'd like to see her and my uncle. This is the Greek side of my family, the side that can take grave offense if blood relations who are within 100 miles don't stop by to visit. But we have only a four-day weekend. For me, two of those days will be spent in the air. And that leaves 2 days to hang out on the Cape with my aunt and uncle, and part of Monday to walk around Boston Common and get some coffee before taking the subway to the airport. The Greeks are going to have to stop their grumbling. I love Boston in the fall. And it'll be a nice expeditioning appetizer: In two weeks we're taking 10 days of R&R in Hawaii.