BOSTON
So far it's been very eye opening on so many levels, which I hope to bring back with me once I've returned.....It's a brand new thrill to hang out with Karen ( The Boston girl I've been IM'ing for the last few years ) I don't know her state of mind but I feel so comfortable with just hanging out and doing nothing and just, enjoying, finally conversing in person, like how real person to person humans are supposed to do to connect. It's an odd friendship... having been totally honest with her over the internet, previous and now trying to recreate that connection in person....But, because she's very like minded and smart, I know for certain I've made a true friend... that makes every day here in bean town worth the weight of a full haul of lobster. That's the best part of this and worth every penny that I might spend extra here this season as my vacation from me and all the union stuff.
looking back on the flight, I can't imagine what made me so nervous about flying in the first place. I think Ive ben taking on everyone's angst about flying since 9 11. The minute the wheels of the Vancouver to Seattle connector flight started to roll down the taxi way, I completely relaxed and went to the little kid part of me that remembered flying on Canadian Forces transports and Glider tow planes. Sure it was still sad I had no one to share the experience with, but it wasn't emotionally crippling that I was the lone passenger staring out one of the aircraft's port holes as the pretty clouds below shifted across my view. I want to make sure i get window seat for the flight back.
The Seattle - Boston portion was very tiring, due more to lack of sleep and a delay at Sea tac due to a secondary change plane ( Due to a windscreen on the first Boeing jet being not up to the pilots standards..... It was odd to hear the disgust around me, from other passengers of having to disembark before ever getting off the ground ( and wait for a new, approved plane ))
I'm glad the Alaskan crew took extra precautions... I made a point of thanking them when I left for the delay as it was a safety issue for the cabin crew... and without them we would be just a meat missile. During that flight I switched seats with a father who wasn't with his wife a child, there at the back of the plane. And moved forward to the wing section of the aircraft, and joined a group or older business travelers.
Since then I've wandered all of downtown, checked out the theatre district... said hi to the STOMP crew who are here in Boston on tour and seen the regular tourist sites, as well as a quick walk around Harvard with Karen. Watched the new Micheal Moore movie with a bunch of Americans ( which made the experience very emotional ) Seen a few shoe gazer bands after hours in the local area I'm staying in.. and chatted with my nice host, Joann who's letting me stay here... now if I can get my world together I might be able to stay a few days more and really check out more of Boston before heading back to work in rain-town.
So far it's been very eye opening on so many levels, which I hope to bring back with me once I've returned.....It's a brand new thrill to hang out with Karen ( The Boston girl I've been IM'ing for the last few years ) I don't know her state of mind but I feel so comfortable with just hanging out and doing nothing and just, enjoying, finally conversing in person, like how real person to person humans are supposed to do to connect. It's an odd friendship... having been totally honest with her over the internet, previous and now trying to recreate that connection in person....But, because she's very like minded and smart, I know for certain I've made a true friend... that makes every day here in bean town worth the weight of a full haul of lobster. That's the best part of this and worth every penny that I might spend extra here this season as my vacation from me and all the union stuff.
looking back on the flight, I can't imagine what made me so nervous about flying in the first place. I think Ive ben taking on everyone's angst about flying since 9 11. The minute the wheels of the Vancouver to Seattle connector flight started to roll down the taxi way, I completely relaxed and went to the little kid part of me that remembered flying on Canadian Forces transports and Glider tow planes. Sure it was still sad I had no one to share the experience with, but it wasn't emotionally crippling that I was the lone passenger staring out one of the aircraft's port holes as the pretty clouds below shifted across my view. I want to make sure i get window seat for the flight back.
The Seattle - Boston portion was very tiring, due more to lack of sleep and a delay at Sea tac due to a secondary change plane ( Due to a windscreen on the first Boeing jet being not up to the pilots standards..... It was odd to hear the disgust around me, from other passengers of having to disembark before ever getting off the ground ( and wait for a new, approved plane ))
I'm glad the Alaskan crew took extra precautions... I made a point of thanking them when I left for the delay as it was a safety issue for the cabin crew... and without them we would be just a meat missile. During that flight I switched seats with a father who wasn't with his wife a child, there at the back of the plane. And moved forward to the wing section of the aircraft, and joined a group or older business travelers.
Since then I've wandered all of downtown, checked out the theatre district... said hi to the STOMP crew who are here in Boston on tour and seen the regular tourist sites, as well as a quick walk around Harvard with Karen. Watched the new Micheal Moore movie with a bunch of Americans ( which made the experience very emotional ) Seen a few shoe gazer bands after hours in the local area I'm staying in.. and chatted with my nice host, Joann who's letting me stay here... now if I can get my world together I might be able to stay a few days more and really check out more of Boston before heading back to work in rain-town.
