I don't know who they are, but they're in my picture.
The drive back to Hyannis was uneventful and I probably slept most of the way. Ken drove. I woke up just as we were getting close to our turn, but we missed it anyway and had to double back. We opened up the bottle of wine we bought and had a glass or two before bed. Well, not a glass; a plastic hotel cup.
The next morning we would drive up to Boston for our evening flight home, but we had a few stops to make along the way first.