I am really lagging on blogging about the City, mainly because I have been out of the city. I was vacationing in Provincetown, my favorite summer spot. One of the joys of living in the Northeast is my proximity to Provincetown. The other is discovering the civility of train travel.
As a kid, I was fascinated with trains. In fact, my bedroom was decked out in them, wallpaper covered with train tracks, and even furniture mimicking train cars and a caboose. So when I traveled to Boston on the Acela Express, the kid in me was a little bit excited. I soon learned, though, that the adult in me loved it. No shoes-off security, a comfy seat with tons of leg room, a stable table and constant internet access all combined to make it my new preferred method of travel ... particularly to Boston, which, after a magical week in Provincetown, I plan to visit much, much more frequently.
