Decorative heating pipes - our Boston Apartment |
On our last day in New York a rain
front moved across, but the heaviest rain was at night, so really did
not impact our travels. We took the train from New York to Boston as
planned. Very comfortable trip – roomy cars and an efficient cafe
car. Our B 'n' B host was waiting for us at our Beacon Hill
'apartment' to let us in. Quite a surprise with this place! It turned
out that despite being marketed as a 'B&B', the accommodation was
really a small separate apartment. And I mean small! Up 6 steep
stairs to a foyer, then DOWN about 20 steeper steps to the basement
rabbit hole. There was a reasonable sized kitchen and bedroom (though
both penetrated at various angles and levels by old central heating
pipes), microscopic bathroom (1.2m x 1.5m) all built about 1840, with
a renovation in early 1900s. Not super clean, but tolerable. No TV,
but WiFi internet worked well. Windows opened at ground level, one
onto a narrow yard & wall 2 storeys above, one to a light well 6
storeys deep, so we never got a 'day time' feel in the mornings.
Anyway, it provided a good and conveniently located base to explore
Boston, which we did.
Saw all the usual historic sights, and took the
opportunity to see through the State (Parliament) House of the
Commonwealth of Massachusetts.
On our last day in Boston we took a
ferry to Salem, an interesting and pretty village and site of the
witch trials of 1692.
House in Sandwich, Cape Cod |
Sunday was time to move on again –
collected a rental car from Boston airport, and drove down the coast
to Plymouth and Cape Cod. We got off the motorway for a beautiful
drive along the bottom of the Cape Cod 'hook'. Spent a few hours at
the very picturesque town of Sandwich, before reluctantly moving on
to Newport, Rhode Island, which on approach seemed nothing special,
but after a better look really is quite full of picturesque mansions,
and a harbour full of huge and expensive yachts! We've since
travelled all the way up through Massachusetts, visiting the Concord
home of 'Little Women' author Louisa May Alcott; across the corner of
Maine (visited a tram museum, wherein is a Sydney Tram!) and up into
the mountains of New Hampshire where we rode the 1860s cog railway up
Mt Washington. Lots of picturesque timber houses, and in the north,
beautiful autumn foliage. Different from what we see in Australia, in
that there are much more deep reds, as well as the many shades of
green and yellow.
Louisa May Alcott House, Concord, MA |
Marble Hall, Newport, RI |
Mt Washington Cog Railway |
I don't think I've said anything
particularly negative in my blog to date, so it's about time to vent
my frustration with a couple of things... I'd hate you to think that
everything in America is just perfect.
First: TV. It's abysmal! A hundred
channels of JUNK.. like 'Worlds Best Vacuum' ... 'Mum is 55 Looks 27'
… 'Jewellery Auction' etc, all ads, all the time. “Reality TV”
so unreal it's sickening. News... well the ONLY news that anyone
wants to see, of course, is the Mitt Romney/Barack Obama slanging
match. And that is very poorly presented if compared to Australia's
ABC news presentation; there may be stuff happening in Syria and
Libya (where a US Ambassador was sadly killed). But the rest of the
world almost does not exist! And any other good dramas or docos you
may see on ABC, SBS or even commercial TV at home, are simply not to
be found here. At least not on TVs in hotels, many of which only have
satellite or cable TV feed.
Second: Tea & Coffee. It's
impossible to make yourself a good cup in hotels, apartments or B&Bs.
Noone seems to have invented ELECTRIC KETTLES over here. They've all
got these silly coffee makers, which gurgle away and spit out
moderately warm water, but the tea bags make an almost undrinkable
brew, and no-one has heard of instant coffee to make a quick cup
without having to mess about with filters & packets. And of
course, NO MILK, only powdered non-dairy creamer. Pth-ewy. If you buy
a cup of tea or coffee at Starbucks or the like you get a BUCKETFUL
(unless you emphasise SMALL CUP) of tasteless tea, or triple strong
coffee!
Well that's off my chest. For the
record, we did get to watch an episode of the British drama 'Hustle',
(which we liked at home) in New York (albeit punctuated with ads for
pharmacutical products with very long disclaimers!), and I have had a
couple of passable cups of tea and coffee... over the last four
weeks.
Sydney Tram - in Trolley Museum in Maine |
Boston - The Old State House amid the modern city |
Third frustration: I got this blog
almost ready to post, and last night, for the first time in weeks, we
didn't have WiFi access!