I left my house my house thinking that my MegaBus was leaving at 9:45pm. Wrong! Sitting in my car just miles from my house, listening to something with an upbeat tempo - Benny Benassi, or maybe some Ghostland Observatory. Music that makes you rally none the less - I check my email to see where exactly my bus picks up. Shit! Departure time is 9:15pm! And I'm still Woodbridge, VA at 8:20pm. Fuck getting dinner, forget buying those reasonably priced suburban Virginia cigarettes, peddle to the metal up 95 to NW DC!
So I make it to Woodley Park, NW DC in record time. I park in my usual spot where I work, run with my full backpack for over a mile to Connecticut Ave, and hail a cab. Drive! Fast! I've got a bus to catch that leaves in 15 min! The cabby was cool, made it happen, and with enough time to spare for my last cigarette before my 9 1/2 hour trip.
The trip starts out well as we pass Baltimore. We stop somewhere for a second small pickup up excited travelers. But wait! Apparently we have to wait for a second bus to transfer to because unbeknownst to us, our bus had barely limped to where we stopped. Awesome! So we all sit for a little over an hour, waiting for this second bus. Cigarette break...
The second long leg of the bus trip was filled with sleep, being jolted awake, rinse and repeat. But I finally made it to South Station.
After walking into a town where no one's awake yet and I have no sense of bearing, I started heading East where I knew Faneuil Hall and the water was. So I walked in a bit of a drowsy state to the end of the pier and watched the sun rise over Boston Harbor.
After a bit of relaxation, I smiled with the rising sun and set off to find some breakfast.
After indulging in an awesome egg sandwich and coffee, made the trek to the edge of town on the T to check in at my hostel.
A basic room with four other roommates I have yet to meet, but their personal belongs were all about the room. But, this is all I'll need when I wander back tonight after an adult beverage soaked night out on the town.
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