Southern Vacation

Recently, Jesse and I took a road trip through the South (or rather, Appalachia and parts of the upper south); we visited my parents (and their dog and chickens) in West Virginia, drove through Virginia, visited Knoxville and Nashville in Tennessee, crossed Kentucky, drove back up to my parents' house through Western West Virginia's mountainous highways, and visited more family in the suburbs of Philadelphia.

I've been procrastinating on blogging about this because I'm not sure what to say. I could list the places we visited and things we did there, or I could try to describe the people we met, but none of that would really convey how I feel about it. It will have to suffice, then, to say that this was a strong contender for my favorite of all the vacations/trips I've ever taken.

Transit-Filled Weekend

This weekend brought me a handful of new T stops, visited both deliberately and in the course of my other adventures. I spent Friday afternoon working at a cafe in the Charles MGH area (the last new-to-me Red Line stop that's on both lines!); its architectural feel is a pleasant mix of modern urban business district and (literally centuries-)old-school upscale rowhouses.

I'd also heard great things about "that liquor store at Charles MGH", as friends had been describing it, so I stopped by. The store did not disappoint! They had two entire walls lined with single bottles of beer, including a lot of fancy/unusual brews. I've been a deficient beer geek (and hop lover!) in that I haven't yet had a chance to try 120 Minute IPA, so I was excited to be able to pick up a bottle -- though at 20% alcohol, I haven't yet found the right time to try it.

Saturday Jesse, Sam, and I spent the afternoon on an odyssey of many-transit-typed adventures around the city. We first went to an art space in the South End to see more of this guy's work (first encountered at Somerville Open Studios). We hit the Silver Line to uber-terminal Dudley Station for lunch -- though the Silver Line isn't a T stop for the purpose of my transit project (the Silver Line is not a train, my friends! it is merely a bus laboring under the *delusion* that it is a train!).

Post-lunch we took one of Dudley's approximately 7234582910 buses to Roxbury, where much to our dismay The Greater Boston Bigfoot Research Center was closed. Another time! The visit was not in vain, however, since on our way to the Stonybrook Orange Line stop (in a pretty neat place, across from a cutely-landscaped park), we accidentally walked by the Sam Adams brewery and accidentally got free beer (they were asking visitors to vote between two samples of beer, only one of which can make it into next year's officially-marketed lineup). Nom nom nom!

Since our evening plans were in Somerville (and since this was a stop I hadn't yet visited), we rode the Orange Line all the way across town to Sullivan Square. Like Dudley, Sullivan is a mega-transfer point, where many bus lines have their termini; unlike Dudley, Sullivan, as far as we could tel, offers absolutely no motive for visiting other than transferring to a bus. So, that's what we did!

Harbor Islands

It's not a T stop, but today I went with a group for a local Boston adventure -- we took a ferry to Spectacle Island, in the harbor, for a picnic. It was a beautiful day, albeit a little windy, and our picnic, hiking, and beach football-throwing were fun. I was a little disappointed that the island seemed so landscaped (it had wide paths, and few if any trees), since I'd always thought of the Harbor Islands as a crazy wilderness -- but what do I expect from an island mostly made of landfill. It's also apparently one of the highest points in the harbor -- we saw a nice view when we climbed the south drumlin.