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Before heading to Boston we spent the day doing a little more of the usual. Ronan went to church, while I had a pint of Harp (bad idea).
After the very nasty pint I sat on the church steps and watched people for a while. I could do this for hours, especially in this jungle of a city.
Shortly after a few more slices of pizza we headed to the New York City Library where I registered for Internet Access - I even got my photo taken. A queue system is run for access to the global datasphere, we didn’t have time to wait.
Back to the hostel, collect our belongings, then to Port Authority bus terminal. We arrived 10 minutes early for our 7pm bus to Boston, but there was no bus. It had left without us as it was full. In line we stood and sat for 2 hrs until the next bus which would bring us to South Station at 1:30am.
It often helps to know what there is to do and see in a city before arriving. Knowing how to get from the beautiful suburb of Allston to any central attractions is also a bonus. The Farrington Inn was only a short walk, or bus ride from Harvard Square.
Each morning we had breakfast in a small coffee shop/café on Harvard Ave and Brighton Ave. Breakfast = Pancakes! Yummy! Especially with banana, accompanied by some amazing banana milkshake. I looked forward to going there every morning.
After breakfast we headed to the Internet café. I made a list.
Trinity Church
Faneuil Hall Market Place
Boston Common
North End (Italian Area)
Fenway Park
Old State House
Newbury Street (shopping)
Cheers - 84 Beacon Hill
We saw everything, often accidentally, except the Cheers bar (the original bar used as inspiration for the T.V. show). But lets start at the beginning. On the first morning we walked to Harvard Square, passing many Harvard buildings, including the football field, where the team appeared to be practicing. That morning, it was exceptionally hot. Not a cloud in the sky, just the sun.
Harvard Square is a wonderful place bustling with activity, on their way to the train and bus station, to college, shopping, or just chilling out at the Au Bon Pain.
We took the subway to North Station where we met some friends.
From there we headed to Quincy Market for desert after dinner in the Purple Shamrock, complete with purple neon shamrock! It was outside this bar I met a ‘war veteran’ asking for money: “You don’t get any more Irish than me,” he said in his Boston accent.
Later we had a drink in Boston Beer Works. This bar/restaurant is full of huge containers and pipes, making it seem like they are producing the beer right there. I find it hard to believe that would be possible. With so much beer on the menu, they were out of the one I picked, ‘Boston Common’. Though how does anyone choose beer from a carefully worded description. I judge a beer by how much it tastes like those I know, Harp, Bud, Stella, Carlsberg, probably not the best beers in the world, but its all I got to go on and I sure don’t know the ingredients. So if i walk into a bar with specialty/home brewed beers I want to be presented with tasters of at least five different beers. Only then will I choose the one I want.
Tomorrow: Wild Sex!
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