Boston

Today I decided to go to Boston and see another company I work with. I decided to take the train as I knew from the vacation we had in Rhode Island that there was a train direct from Manhattan to Boston. It was really enjoyable journey right up the East Coast with it's pretty coastal towns and inlets.

I struck up a conversation with one of the conductors who had come up from DC that morning and it was clear that he was very proud to be on this new express train which only took 3 hours and 47 minutes to do the run from New York to Boston. And so he should have been: It was a really nice, fast train and you could feel pride in every aspect of the way the journey ran. If I had done the journey from New York by plane it would have been a very different story.

The company I was visiting wasn't in Boston but in Newton which is another virtual town about 10 miles West of the city center. I decided not to give Boston's Taxi mafia any of my money- as past experience had shown them to be a nasty bunch who glare at you from behind an inch of bullet proof glass and give you a ride not dissimilar to Deathrace 2000. So I took the train to West Newton...