just came back from boston ballet's production of la sylphide which i went to with odile (english first year and a ballet lover - i always wondered if she's named for the ballet, and if so why the black rather than the white swan, although odile is a lovelier name than odette, but maybe i just think all of this because she's a dancer, ah well.) as we were running late her boyfriend drove us to the wang theatre - in a blue lorry! this is the first time i've travelled in a lorry, but it's the first time that lorry has had a guest passenger, so it is an occasion for both the lorry and i. how incongruous and delightful to be all dolled up and sitting in a lorry! and we ate girl scout cookies on the way.