revisting ye’ ole Pratt street

once again…

it’s been nearly 4 years since

I used to live here… 

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the Amtrak catastrophe

🌩️ the Amtrak catastrophe

we got to Penn station at

12:10PM for our 12:30PM train…

but first…

the train ended up being “delayed” for 45 minutes…

but we finally boarded and were on our way…

making good progress — our train had just pulled out of the New Haven, CT station and was chugging along with an new ETA of 5:15PM

until...

until...

suddenly the train stopped.

after 5 minutes of mild confusion and concern, one of the train conductors entered our cart (which was the first train cart) — pacing up and down the isle very hurriedly

he rushed to the front of the cart and anxiously conferred with the other conductor

hey, you ever make an announcement like this before?”

“no… what are even the odds…? I can’t believe it. What a day we’re having huh?”

“hello! I’m sorry folks, I know we already were running 45 minutes late behind schedule, but unfortunately it looks like we ran into a dead zone on the track

DEAD

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DEAD ☠️

ZONE

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ZONE 🛑

We currently do not have any power, as you can probably see* — our wire is completely dead. The good news is that we just pulled out of New Haven and are five minutes away — we are waiting for them to dispatch a rescue engine to help push us forward past the dead zone. They should be on their way shortly, we estimate this to take approximately 45 minutes

*- (we promptly looked down at our charging devices and did indeed see that nothing was charging… also this “rescue engine” bit ended up taking 1.5 hours…)

silver lining: sitting for 90+ minutes with a perfect view of graffiti that said “eAt AcID”!

(then… with a lot of regret, our conductor informed us over the PA at 8:03 pm that due to rules they aren’t allowed to work for longer than 12 hours straight…)

(they had started their day at 8AM… so we waited another 20 minutes for a relief crew to come finish the last two stops…)

we finally pulled into Boston Back Bay 8:50PM!

only 4 hours later than expected…

we were really excited to eat dinner after sitting on a train for 8 hours…

but… I forget that it’s 9:32PM in Boston — and here, restaurants do their last call at 9:30pm (even if their Google Maps says they’re open until 12:30AM!! It’s nothing but lies!!)

we got dropped off in Allston, and went to 4 separate restaurants until we found one with an open kitchen! A new Korean restaurant called Myung Dong had cropped up while I was gone…

Boston Day One - Friday 9/30

it turns out Boston is surprisingly pleasant and a lovely city in the fall when you’re not a student there!

day one was mostly a nostalgia trip — of walking the same streets and on campus like I did only 4 short years ago..

Boston Day Two - Saturday 10/1

the view I had from my window into dreary Boston for 2 years