Okay, so I have not written a blog post for a long, long time. I admit it, my commute to downtown Boston is not all that fascinating. More important, my commute has left me precious little time to do anything other than work, eat, sleep. Work, eat, sleep. Or, to quote a greeting card I got from a friend one time, with a picture of a goldfish in a bowl, "Ate, slept, swam around the bowl. Ate, slept, swam around the bowl. What's new with you?"
Today was Friday. And Friday is the happiest day of the week. The commute is so much easier on a Friday. I pulled out of the driveway at 7:34; got to the parking spot at 7:49; got to Davis Station at 7:54. Train arriving…didn’t run…still made it. Walked up stairs at South Station at 8:16 am.
I believe that calculates to a 42-minute commute, minus the five minutes or so it takes me to walk across the Summer Street bridge to the office. I actually got there about 8:26...less than an hour door to door, my own personal best!
It has been a busy couple of weeks since I last wrote. For the second time in six weeks I got the random search. This time they swabbed my bag with a cotton-like square and put the square into a machine. Checking for explosives, no doubt. Happy to report I was clean. Even happier to report I didn't miss a train because of it!
All of the snow has melted, and getting to the parking spot in north Cambridge (Davis Square vicinity) is much easier than it was a month ago. This week, as I walked to the train, the birdsong was amazing. Who knew there were so many crazy birds in north Cambridge waiting for the time change to happen so they could sing their little hearts out every morning? And what are they thinking, settling in Cambridge, when they could be out in, say, Concord, near Walden Pond or some more bird-friendly place? What kind of bird decides to settle in Cambridge?
Something to research for future.
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