The colonial streets of Boston 

Massive buildings abound 

A morning fruit market 

Over the bridge toward MIT 

Beautiful days in Boston 

MIT kids try their hand at batting practice 

Whiffle Ballin' it up 

An exciting piece of sculpture found while lost in Cambridge 

Slightly blurry picture of the famous MIT dome 

Magical Mystery Tour

Today I was awoken by my room mate, Thomas Carr (composer and musician), who moved in from Arlington, Virginia. Sarah came over and we walked into Boston where she bought a cell phone and a backpack, while I inquired about Verizon Wireless plans and places to boulder in the area. While Sarah was activating her phone, I found an amazing farmers market where I bought three juicy apples for a dollar.

After lunch at a noodle shop I played whiffle ball with a bunch of kids from the Discover Mechanical Engineering pre-orientation program. Surprisingly, MIT kids are more athletic than I expected.

I left the group to visit the Federal Credit Union and deposit some checks, then led myself on the most ridiculous and foolish tour of Cambridge (AKA I got really lost and ended up a few miles from campus). Sprinting back along the Charles, I had just enough time to take a shower and change clothes before the dinner banquet (which was quite casual). Following dinner the 35 or so kids in the program watched Die Hard 3, played Mafia, and a few of us took a walk to the penthouse of the Hilton, which was subsequently closed.

All night I have been hounded by friendly upperclassmen, which is a cool feeling.

Building robots tomorrow, wee!

I have a few prohibited items for you 

Light puffy clouds leading into the distance 

Making my descent into the Boston area 

View over the awkwardly named "Harvard Bridge," leading from MIT to Boston proper 

Lights on the horizon 

Goodnight moon 

And It Begins

I would love to recap the actual process that took me from Morgantown, West Virginia to the MIT campus, but it may be a futile, albeit time consuming attempt. And I'm ever so tired. Instead, I’ll appeal to your artistic sense with a few pictures from the journey.

Suffice to say, this is an amazing place.

Mr. Kostya Bakhurin, flower child 

Nighttime, to the dock 

Diverted attention 

Lakehousin' it 

Kostya and Andrea 

Always climbing the walls 

See-through Bily Brown 

Amalia as Dick Tracy 

Looking sharp from the GAP 

No cakewalking? No goose-stepping? No skanking? 

No comment here 

Swinging off the bridge 

Two "homeboys" 

The Baptism of Robert Shank 

Rahul, casting a spell 

Country ropeswing 

Miss Mimi 

Evening Geetar 

Mark Shoukry on liquids removal 

Stripped 

No Walls! 

Removal of the classic "Stannard's Market" sign 

From the catacombs of the farmhouse 

The Seitz farmhouse 

The see-saw of Death 

Long Distance Runaround

It seems to have been some time since my last post, partially due to a camera malfunction (and mostly due to laziness). That being said, I’ll post a few photos of this week’s antics, including:

A shopping spree with Miss Lydia Pirner

Various parties in Morgantown

And a trip to Dr. Seitz’s farmhouse in Carlisle to remove furniture, books, and general oddities after a slight flood this winter

Stay tuned this Monday as I brave the travel industry on my way to Boston, MA.

Ready for college