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Hanging out in Beantown
Lincoln Adams | February 13, 2010 @ 10:32 pmI started writing this while enjoying dinner at Cheers (yes THE Cheers, or at least the replica they created at Faneuil Hall). As soon as I walked in the overhead speakers started playing “More Than A Feeling”, and I knew I was home. 
Unfortunately no one knew my name...
After a few days in the city too, I think I’m almost ready to become a Red Sox fan. ALMOST. 
Boston was simply amazing, and it’s not just this city either. I don’t know what it is about Massachusetts, but this state seems more endearing to me than any of the other New England states I’ve visited so far. On my way up here I traveled through Rhode Island for the first time, and decided to spend a day of geocaching as I made my way through just to get a sense of the state. By the time I got to the border and reached Fall River I decided Rhode Island was simply the state people drive through to get to their REAL destinations. Even though I took the scenic route that saw me pass through Newport, (an area famous for its mansions) Rhode Island was just a blah experience. I decided that I would probably never visit there again, and just cut through Connecticut instead for future trips (unless of course I go to Cape Cod, then I’ll have no choice.)
My initial impression of Beantown was just how clean everything was. Seriously. The roads were smooth and paved for the most part too. Trust me, take a drive through Manhattan and you’ll start to understand why this is a big deal. I had played it right by reserving a hotel in the financial district, where it was only lightly crowded, the parking garage just a block or two away, and where the T line was literally outside the hotel’s entrance. It was a no frills hotel, but it was immaculate. It was also freezing cold, but once I got settled in I was anxious to take a look around even as the wind cut right through me. Boston’s skyline was not as busy as New York’s, but it still seemed majestic and pretty in its own unique way. Once the sun set and day went to night, nearby Christopher Columbus Park and Faneuil Hall went ablaze in colorful lights. From my 7th floor window, the lights of the city just seemed to dance like fireflies in the woods.
The next few days proved to be a whirlwind of sightseeing and running around. I’m finally back home now and I still haven’t caught my breath yet. I’ll write a series of posts over the next few days on what I did and where I went, but suffice it to say it was an awesome experience, and I cannot WAIT to go back. I didn’t even have time or the energy to start ranting about Valentine’s Day either, which starts in just a few hours. Tomorrow I think I’ll probably sleep in for 15 hours or so, then go out, find a happy couple to spit on, and then come back again to sleep for another 15 hours. Sounds like a plan to me.
Tags: Beantown, boston, cheers, Faneuil Hall, geocaching, manhattan, Massachusetts, New England, new york city, Newport, Rhode Island, skyline, tourism, travel, valentines day
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Loading ...Driving into a storm for funsies, cuz that’s just how I roll, babe.
Lincoln Adams | February 8, 2010 @ 8:10 pmSo hey, I finally took the plunge and made a reservation for Boston, just in time to see a forecast for a storm coming to New England Tuesday night, a forecast that was confirmed juuuuuust late enough to ensure I couldn’t cancel my reservation in time. Yaaay!
But whatever, I was born during violent weather, so this will be a mere walk in the park for me, even though my dear Mommy threw a fit about me traveling under such adverse conditions. If this is how she reacts to me being in mildly bad weather, then I probably shouldn’t tell her about my plans to go tornado chasing in a few months.
So this is how I’m gonna kick it: I’ll be spending a large part of the day driving the scenic byways in Rhode Island and geocaching along the way like a fanatic monkey who has no life whatsoever, mainly because I do in fact have no life whatsoever. In the course of doing so I may come across hot babes at rest stops and whatnot prior to my arrival at Boston, in which case I will walk up to them and use my world renowned pickup line: “I think you’re beeeooootiful! Will you be my love snuggles?”
After having been solidly rejected by the entire female population of Rhode Island (all 6 of them), I will spend a few minutes crying over hot cocoa at the border of Massachusetts, then continue on my journey until I arrive at long last at Beantown, for the first time evah! I will then check in, discreetly inquire about escort services, then decide I would never make enough money in this lifetime or the next to afford it, and opt for a slice of pizza at the North End instead.
Good times, baby, good times.
Wish me luck! I probably won’t blog at length until I’m safe and sound at my hotel tomorrow night.
Tags: Beantown, boston, geocaching, hot babes, hotel, journey, Massachusetts, New England, pizza, scenic byways, storm, travel, weather
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The Quest to Recapture My Christmas Spirit Begins!
Lincoln Adams | December 3, 2009 @ 8:33 pmThe bags are packed, the Linc-Mobile fueled, and the letter to Santa requesting the girl of my dreams for my present this year (or a bajillion gabullion dollars) has been mailed.
Tomorrow I’m off to Stockbridge, Massachusetts to kick off a New England-style Christmas weekend. Even my car has been decorated with stockings and jingle bells in anticipation of this weekend getaway, hee hee.
I’ve done about all I could do to get into the spirit of things again this year, and I have to admit, nothing quite puts an extra skip to my step then getting the @#$% out of New York for a while. 
So from here on out till Monday, I’ll be blogging/tweeting on the go. Hopefully I will have gotten enough practice from my previous getaways to upload my thoughts and pics/vids in a smoother manner too.
Alright, time now to nestle down all snug in my bed, while visions of sugary sweet babes dance in my head. 
Tags: Christmas, getaway, girl of my dreams, Massachusetts, New England, new york, stockbridge, travel, vacation, weekend
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Reclaiming the Christmas Spirit
Lincoln Adams | November 25, 2009 @ 12:25 amIt’s official, I put in for the needed days off, and next week I will be well on my way to Stockbridge, Massachusetts for a good old fashioned Christmas weekend in New England. 
I booked for a night at the famous Red Lion Inn, then will stay at a normal roadside motel for the last two nights somewhere in the Berkshires, where us poor, low class trash really belong. 
And yes, my room at the Red Lion includes a fireplace too. I don’t know what it is, I just have this obsession about fireplaces for some reason.
Anyhoo, Christmas hasn’t felt like Christmas to me for a long, long time, primarily because I let the fact that I continue to be single get me down and ruin what could have otherwise been an enjoyable holiday season. This time I’m determined to make the best of it, and I can’t think of a better way to get back into the spirit of things than traveling to a place where I would literally find myself in the middle of a Norman Rockwell painting.
In addition to that, I’m also planning to return to Pennsylvania on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, at the very same hotel I stayed at last time, which I should add has absolutely NOTHING to do with the fact that Hotel Girl might be there. Nothing at all, I say. 
Honestly, it was just a stroke of coincidence. My family had expressed an eager desire to seriously get the #&$@ out of New York this year and maybe have a quiet, lovely Christmas for once. I can’t really blame them (or me either), because being here is just depressing. We’re surrounded by illegals, our neighbors are hostile and withdrawn, a water tower looms over us, and there’s a nudie bar just down the street (I have so far resisted the urge to take a peak inside just to see if the girl of my dreams happened to be dancing on a pole there.) 
So yeah, a change of scenery would definitely be welcome this year. And I swear, I was only half serious when I have pondered over staying in Amish land again just to get another shot at asking Hotel Girl out for coffee, but I never expected an opportunity would present itself this soon. So… who knows. Maybe I really will have a Christmas I’ll never forget this time.
But I don’t want to play it up though, so even if nothing happens, I’m content in the knowledge that I’ll be in a far less hostile environment, and that I’m at least making an effort now to enjoy what had been my favorite time of year.
Tags: Amish, berkshires, Christmas, christmas eve, fireplace, girl, girl of my dreams, hotel, Massachusetts, neighbors, New England, new york, norman rockwell, Pennsylvania, red lion inn, stockbridge, travel, vacation, weekend
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