OK, so I didn't get to this "tomorrow." I've been busy perfecting my human sloth imitation by using up a week of vacation time trying to watch as much of the massive TV backlog on the DVR as possible.
When we finally got to our destination T stop, there was construction in the terminal so the normal shuttle stop was disrupted. They h
We watched as the shuttle pulled up to the drop-off point and let some people out, then watched as it cruised right buy us without stopping. So, wile we waited another 15 minutes, I called the hotel and they confirmed that the shuttle we saw was the correct one. It wasn't actually the hotel's but for some reason at that time there was another company that was covering the route.
The next shuttle pulled up closer to the door, but between the signs. There was enough distance between it and us that we didn't start to walk over there. Instead we made sure we were right by the curb next to the sign. And, you may have guessed that the shuttle blew right by us again. We did try to wave them down but didn't get too aggressive about it. We were tired and crabby, so I called the hotel back and they said to call them again if the next one didn't stop. Instead, I looked up the shuttle company and called them directly. Both the hotel and the shuttle company mentioned the construction, but I explained that they had different locations clearly marked and that they weren't stopping at the pick-up point. It was clear that they hadn't seen the setup and didn't understand, but the shuttle dispatcher was going to look into it.
When the third shuttle came by and let people off in yet a different location, we still (stubbornly) waited by the pick-up sign, but when it got close we flagged them down rather aggressively. When the door opened and I asked if they were the one for the Marriott, the driver said in broken English "Marriott. Yes. Thanks." Sadly, there was no place to put luggage on this bus, so we each had to hog two seats. This was aggravated by the fact that while the hotel was in plain sight at the top of a prominent hilltop, we turned just in front of it and stopped at several medical clinics and gathered more passengers that we let off before finally winding our way up to the hotel.
L's dad had quite an adventure in his rental car, finding the hotel in the dark. Boston and suburbs are a great place to navigate at night with no GPS. Our waitress at a seafood restaurant in Plymouth commiserated (and she's from NYC!). Her and a friend accidentally drove to NH trying to get to Boston one night! I am glad A had the car, though. He drove us down to the tip of Cape Cod and back, and it was a very nice little trip.
We had a good time the rest of the weekend using the T to get around and doing the usual Boston sight-seeing on foot.
All was well, until we left and I realized I'd left my iPhone converter/cable at the hotel. A new one would have cost about $25, but I got my old one back for only $20 in FedEx shipping charges!



