Location: Cambridge, MA
States Visited: Connecticut, Massachusetts
One more brief note about Rutgers. One group of young alumni noticed I wasn’t wearing a red shirt. They were appalled. Immediately, they began passing the hat to take up a collection for me to purchase one. They demanded a picture appear in this space proving said purchase. I haven’t had any photos of myself here on the blog, and am enjoying keeping up the mystery. But since I promised, here’s a shot of me and the shirt with some mystery preserved, Cowbell Commander style.Getting out of New York wasn’t so bad, but I was immediately reminded of what a difficult time it is to go north through Connecticut. The roads are windy, and always jammed with traffic. Accidents are frequent and with no shoulder often bring traffic flow to a standstill. I couldn’t help but think of prior journeys, every one of them met with brake lights and curse words. Combine that with a torrential downpour, and five hours of sleep (thanks Rutgers!), and you’ve got a pretty arduous trip. The vibrantly colored trees adorning rolling hills were only so beautiful thanks to the rain. Perhaps on the return, I can ogle the scenery a bit more. I arrived in Boston to find it totally jammed with people. It’s always that way, but with the Head of the Charles going on, it was especially crowded. I spent a summer in Boston many years ago, and I can’t help but reminisce of days with a hearty liver and no disposable income. After a good piece of fish, and a healthy portion of ice cream, we hit the karaoke bar where I butchered Kings of Leon, The Beatles, and Franz Ferdinand. Now it’s off to Harvard Stadium to see how the smartypants do it!
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