In the Beginning

Welcome to the beginning of what I hope will be an interesting series of blogs about my recent trip to Boston with my good friends Eric and Micah over Labor Day weekend. My goal: a picture a day.

And so I start at the beginning of the trip. Eric and I tried to play the market in terms of flight times and pricing. In the end, we ended up taking a red-eye on Jet Blue out of Long Beach Thursday night. We took off at 9:30, then landed in Washington DC at about 5:00am local time for a layover before landing in Boston at 8:30 Friday morning. The flight had some pretty rough turbulence a couple of times (over the Rockies and Missouri area of mid-west), just far enough apart that it made it hard to get sleep of any meaningful duration. I think we each managed about 2 hours total on the flight. As I mentioned, we landed in Boston at about 8:30 Friday morning at which point we were very much awake.

Eventually we made it to the place we were staying, Anthony's Townhouse. Technically, it's in Brookline, not Boston, but it was only one or two blocks outside of Boston and about a mile away from Fenway Park. That brings me to the picture above. That is Eric jumping on what turned out to be Micah's bed. We thought it would be fun to jump on the beds so he did, which made for a Kodak moment.

Anthony's Townhouse is a small, family-owned and run place that used to be a bed and breakfast, but now is pretty much just a guest house with 10 rooms spread out of 4 or 5 levels, with just one bathroom per floor. We had one of the two rooms on the bottom floor and there were three beds in our room, with plenty of space left over. Micah recommended this place and it met our needs. We really only needed a place to sleep and shower, which is what we got from it, plus "Little Tony," but he's a story for a different blog. At $145/night, it much less expensive than most other places in Boston that you would feel safe staying at. It was also conveniently located next to the T (subway) which made travel very easy.

Next up? Our introduction to the T and the streets of Boston: why it took us almost 2 hours from landing to check in.