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Ok, so when Quince said that the Boston (or 'Bwoston' as it should be pronounced) blog entry would soon follow the Montreal blog, he wasn't actually lying. No no, there is just reason for the delay - you better be sat down, cos this is good! Are you ready?
(How many people actually nodded or even said the word 'Yes' when reading that?)
(Did you say 'I did' too?)
Anyway, enough of my psychological testing of you blog-fans. We haven't been able to update recently, because horror of horrors, my Mac wasn't able to access the internet in the New York hostel! As a fair number of you guys could imagine, this caused me great distress and Quince was beginning to wonder if i had a 'Mac depression' setting in... Tune into our New York blog, when it arrives, for the conclusion of that story.
Boston arrived on our horizon after a 4 hour coach trip through the rather picturesque countryside of Vermont, which also entailed a lovely chat with some American folk on the border, who i'm now sure have more information about me than my own government does.Nevertheless, we arrived at our hostel, settled into our man dorm, and then stumbled upon a couple of British accents belonging to Maria, Luisa and Laura who we explored Boston with for the week. Our party grew and changed from then, with Tom, Aaron, Chris and Derek 'Con Air' Adams all adding their own touch to the adventure.
Harvard was the first stop, quite an English red-brick looking university, especially with the complimentary rain that accompanied the tour around the outside of the buildings. A 'Barak Obama' burger and a visit to the Boston Marina were good excursions, though the less said about the mighty effort to see the Arsenal vs Man Utd Champions league game, the better. However, life became considerably brighter with a look around Quincy Market, that one of us was more excited about than the other for some reason, and it wasn't because of the English street performers before you ask. This brightness further increased with the discovery of the Freedom Trail - a line painted through the streets of Boston that takes you to all the historical sites, culminating in the rather magnificent Boston Common. A place where for a moment you could easily forget that you were in the centre of a city.
A trip to the suburb of Salem took up an entire day, taking in the history and sites of the infamous witch trials, and a quarter-pounder hot dog was had by all from a local man called Stratus. Yet, I think the highlight of our time in Boston was the whale watching trip we went on. With glorious sunshine and a warm temperature, we boarded a Sea Catamaran and practically flew out to sea at about 40 knots. After a while of waiting, we saw 3 Humpbacked whales, who investigated our boat but then went off for their own adventure after their half hour photo-shoot. It was a great experience to catch a glimpse of them, and we're hoping to get an even better view at other points in our trip.
Oh, we had a beer at the official Cheers bar too!
The Big Apple then beckoned...
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