BoltBus or Bust

When I first applied for my internship at WNYC, the idea of moving to New York - away from Boston, where I've spent my early adulthood, and back toward the place I spent my early childhood - it seemed like a sort-of-real possibility. Not really real. Even after the station accepted my application, and months and months passed, I wasn't sure I'd make the move in July - I guess because so much of the process was up in the air for a while: I had nowhere to live and no steady source of income outside of Boston. (Actually, I still don't.)

Now that my housing deposit is set for New York, and my housing plan in Boston expires June 27, I feel finally like yes, hi, soon, I will be somewhere else. So, of course, I'm starting to feel like yes, hi, soon, I will need an effective way to visit friends in Boston, and to coax friends into visiting me.


So, I am pretty into BoltBus. Prices seem like they're on par with Fung Wah (cheap cheap), but!, BoltBuses also have:
- lots of leg room
- electrical outlets so you can charge things in transit
- wireless internet

Oh, and according to people on Yelp, they don't smell.

Getting Ready, Getting Started

I've got a little more than three weeks left in Boston before I pack this room and transfer its contents (old lamp with browning lampshade, pictures in frames, bulletin board, clothes, instruments, ten thousand books and notebooks, records, plastic turtle, etc.) to another room, in a different city.

For a long time, that room was purely hypothetical. I knew I had to find a place, but failed to do any of the legwork involved in, I don't know, not living on the streets. Thanks to my university, though, I snagged something quick and easy, at the last minute, and even saved money and many, many hours of (proactive) nail-biting.

I will be living here, at Hotel St. George:


Just kidding. My Hotel St. George is in Brooklyn Heights, and it looks like this:


Less sand, fewer soothing waves, more gum on the streets.

Great news: Google Maps said I just have to cross the Brooklyn Bridge on my bike to get to my new job at WNYC.