Hammercock was returning from DC last night. She arrived at South Station. I went there earlier to meet her there. We were in the same concourse at the same time, but somehow we missed each other. Probably no more than 30 feet from each other. Weird. Remind me to complain to Amtrak about their scheduling. 10 minutes late my ass.
On a similar note, remind me never to eat anything from South Station again, especially their Philly steaks.