Article December 30, 2013 Issue

Traveling with Love

Ann Sarkisian

I spent last summer working in Boston, and I was excited to learn that one of my friends would be working in New York. I promised to visit her for a weekend.

My bus was scheduled to depart at 4 p.m. on Friday afternoon. As I left the office, my co-worker asked me to come to his desk to show me what he’d been working on. His request did not bother me, but I didn’t get back to my room to pick up my bags until 3:20.

I left my room and walked to the subway. By the time I made it to the right platform, it was 3:45. I was getting nervous about missing my bus. I texted my friend to tell her that I was worried I might not make it; she told me to just tell her when I made it on the bus. I was afraid I wasn’t going to! And if I missed the 4 o’clock bus, I’d have to wait hours to get another seat, since the route between Boston and New York is so heavily traveled.

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