Boston Train Ride Blog Post 


Good Afternoon from a train track moving from Boston Back Bay Station to New York City Penn St Station. The family and me are currently travelling to NY via a really rickety train zooming through the American Country. Unfortunately my brother gets travel sick, like me and my mother, so we have the curtains closed so that I can’t see anything coming past.

We are travelling via train because it was the most cost affective way to do it for a group of 5 and it was quicker than getting a coach. Overall I would rather sit on a London Midland train travelling to Edinburgh, even though we are in business class. There is hardly any space for luggage so I am on a constant look out for people going for our luggage. But we’re moving on to our next location.
New York.

So yesterday we spent the day walking around Boston. There is so much to see and do, but when there is a weather warning saying how hot it is going to be, you may need to pay attention and find some places to visit that have Air Con. You could spot the Brits from a mile away because we were the only idiots walking around the city at 2pm in the afternoon when the sun was at its hottest. We are all burnt, but I have a new found love for Air Con and blister plasters!

I also think my dress melted because it was that hot. It was short at the beginning of the day and down by my ankles by the time I collapsed in the hotel room at about 4pm.

We left the hotel at 8.30am and started walking towards the Boston Tea Party Museum. It was on the Charles River and it was beautiful to look at with most of it and 2 replica ships on the river itself. As tourists do, we decided to do the reenactment tour.
We were all given a small card that had a name of someone who was involved in the Tea Party. At first I honestly thought it had something to do with George Washington and the signing of the declaration of Independence, but it wasn’t. The Americans hundreds of years ago were run by the British. The king at the time, King George the Third, began a tax on Importing tea into America. Therefore a rebellion started and the people of Boston decided to Dump the tea from the Ships into the river.
So we walked around for a while and I was given the name Thomas Melville. The Grandfather of Herman Melville, the author of Moby Dick. This dude had a few important moments throughout the tour and was often brought up by the actors.So I was started at really awkwardly throughout the day.
But it was really fun and I enjoyed myself. I loved the gift shop as it was full of Tea and being a Brit who has done nothing but drink nasty old tea for 2 days, I decided that I would give it a miss and expected there to be more bad tea.
(If someone read this, I didn’t bring tea bags because I’m an idiot and forgot… if you send any parcel, send Tea Rations!! )

Anyway after that we walked up the coast and toured the Harbour. It was really hot so it felt like the longest walk of my life… and I have done my Duke of Edinburgh.

We eventually got the Subway to Fenway. We didn’t actually go to Fenway Park and have a tour around the grounds… no we went to the gift shop across the road and spent an hour in there looking for something for my large brother to buy. I would like to add that my brother is really tall and for some reason nothing fit him.
But I brought a Red Socks Cap, which looks pretty great on. I’m a happy bunny with that and it means I can keep the sun out of my eyes for some of the trip… and cover up bad hair days.

We then had pizza, watched a lot of American TV and went to sleep again. The TV IS CRAP… mostly just adverts and people moaning about the heat and news. There is a lot about the presidential vote and what not. I have to admit it is more mind numbing than the Brexit TV.

So we are on a train heading towards New York and I’m pretty excited. I’m sure I’m going to love it and I will check back in on tomorrow evening.

Say in touch,

R

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