At the end of April, work took me to Boston and New York. The last time I had visited the Big Apple, newsmen advised not to stay outside longer than 15 minutes to avoid frostbite or hypothermia. While I still dream of the snowy sunsets from the Empire State, I’m actually glad that, this time, I escaped the big freeze and instead experienced bits of the cities in walkable temperatures.
After two days in Boston, I hopped on board of a regional train to New York. While most of my business travel experience so far has involved last minute flights, tight schedules and breathless check-ins, I was really looking forward to the opportunity to disconnect, sit back and enjoy the view. It was my first time in Boston and my first long distance ground travel experience in the US – and I had no idea of what to expect.
I left Boston behind and soon reached the country side – a part of the States I had only seen in movies. As I watched the world pass from my seat, I spotted old school buses, corn fields, farm houses, lakes and solitary sailing boats.
As we approached New York, the clouds opened up to allow the sun shine through painting the city with bright greens, blues and reds.