Nicolas

I met Nicolas while waiting for the commuter rail train in Lawrence. He came all the way up from Monterrey, Mexico with an over-the-road trucker friend who ended up breaking down just outside Boston. After two days in the hotel room waiting for mechanics to repair the truck, Nicolas decided to venture out and see Boston.

We rode the train in together, and I gave him some ideas on dinner and dessert. I assume he made it back and the truck was repaired, but I don't know. I told him to e-mail me so I could send pictures for him to prove to his wife and five children he had been in Boston.