Finally Beans!

I finally made it to the hostel where you can actually see Fenway Park from my window facing Comm Ave.

That’s the park in the middle. The Green Monster must be sleeping…
Getting here was a bit tedious since the T is old and escalators were one of those newfangled inventions that was to be avoided, back in the day. Lots of stairs. Luggage. A guy who just got off the redeye AND the connecting flight. Did I mention that it’s raining here? Priceless.
From BOS, you take a shuttle basi for 10 minutes or so to the T station. There, there was a Massachusetts State Trooper on station. He was armed with an MP5 with a flash suppressor. Serious stuff, so I declined to take a snap.
I took the Blue Line and transferred to the Green Line. The hostel is across the street and down 1/2 block from Kenmore station so it was convenient. And even though check in is at 12 noon, I looked soo knackered that the desk staff found me a room that was ready to go. Nice lah!
The flight in was uneventful. I was actually upgraded! Waaaaaah! So I sat in my big seat, had a cuppa coffee and promptly passed out for the duration of the 1.2 hour flight. So if there WAS anything that happened, I missed it.
I did notice something about people here in Boston. They are FAT. Really fat. As in unhealthy fat. It’s got to do with how they eat. Example: back home, regular coffee means black. Here, it’s tons of cream and sugar. Yeech.
Time for a shower. Got 7+ hours of plane and train on me. Yeech.