First time: Summer, 1996
Last time: Spring, 2008

The first time I ever went to Boston was for work. One of the companies that used to develop software for us used to fly me out there a few times a year to beta test their program. They were located just around the corner from MIT. Boston is where I learned how to navigate public transportation on my own. It's also where I learned that it's not polite to talk to people while on public transportation. My bad.

In the Spring of 1999 I flew to Boston to attend a computer specialist training course. I wouldn't say I was a master of Novell back then, but I knew a lot, enough to give the instructors fits. That was the trip I began having nightmares about planes crashing due to maintenance issues. After receiving a call that Friday that my flight had been delayed due to a maintenance issue, I decided to drive home from Boston. That was the beginning of a roughly 10 year span during which I avoided flying at all costs.

In the Spring of 2008 I once again visited Boston, this time for a training class for a new product we were implementing at work. It was during that trip that I got to meet Jason Scott in person, who graciously gave me a personal tour of Boston and the surrounding areas. Jason wined and dined me, drove me around Boston for at least four hours, and the two of us ended up back at his house sitting in the same room with Sockington while watching Xanadu. A better host, there could not be. Jason also took me to Funspot, which you can read about on the New Hampshire link.

Last edited: Winter, 2012