Not being a college student this was not really "Spring Break" but more of a vacation, it just happened to take place during the local college's and school's Spring Break.
Monday, March 12, 2007
After dealing with
this we finally were confirmed on Continental Flight 482 direct to BOS. I had come down with a cold the day before and was fighting that off as we waited in IAH. With the extra time in the airport, my girlfriend and I decided to go through the
suggestions we had received here on FT.
Continental Airlines Flight 482
Houston, TX (IAH) - Boston, MA (BOS)
Departure: 12:58pm CST
Arrival: 5:21pm EST
Aircraft: 737-300 Seat: 18D&E (coach)
Due to weather delays our aircraft arrived 30 minutes late and this bumped our actual departure time to 2:20pm CST. A quick climb 33,000 feet and the FAs made their way through the cabin distributing headphones for the feature movie on this flight (Night at the Museum). The "pizza-de-jour" was served as the snack and we both passed on taking a bite, opting instead for some granola bars that we had brought on board (and the M&Ms that came with the snack).Other than a little turbulence the flight was uneventful and we flew directly over NYC and got a look at the "Big Apple" from 25,000 feet as we made our decent.
Our bags (which had been put on an earlier flight) were waiting for us at the CO baggage claim area. Since I had never been to BOS I walked to the "transportation specialist" kiosk and asked about the "T". He was nice, though he seemed to be a little tired and proceeded to explain how to get on the train and what stop we needed to get off (confirming what FTers had told me)
The Aquarium stop was where we left the Blue Line and there was an elevator there to take us all the way to street level. A little misunderstanding of directions on the surface delayed our getting to the hotel, but we finally made it.
We dropped our bags at the hotel and freshened up before taking a stroll to the North End, which, after the burying of the turnpike is a cinch to get to. Walking around made us hungry and we stopped in a little Italian restaurant called "Pompei" and had minestrone soup and fresh bread. From the instant I tasted the bread and soup I knew it was going to be a wonderful trip.
MORE TO COME!
(photos can be viewed here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ssegrav...57600006852229)