On September 23rd, Dad woke us up so we could get on the train in time. Of course, despite our best efforts not to rush, we ended up with very little time to spare. We took the normal train to North Station and then another train to Park Street. Dad walked us all through downtown Boston down to the harbor, where we took some Dramamine for motion sickness and boarded our boat.
Our boat was actually a high-speed catamaran, which means that it essentially has two little hulls on either side of the boat and empty space straight down the middle. This apparently makes it faster. We did have to go 30 miles out before whales started popping up, after all.
We ended up with mostly baleen whales. The closest one got to be about 50 feet from the boat.. I think the wierdest thing we saw was the sunfish that came right up to the side of the boat. A sunfish is a really funky animal; the only way I can describe it that it has the body of a stingray without the tail and two flippers near its back.
On the way back from the whale area, our boat picked up to top speed (something around 40 mph, I think.) This time, however, we were going full-force against a strong wind. When I walked out on deck, I recieved the sensation of a train hitting me. The wind was so strong, it was substantially difficult to simply walk forward! I decided to bring my glass of water out, and as I attempted to drink it. the water sprayed horizontally out, onto my jacket and the person standing behind me. This wind was truly ridiculous.
After we arrived back in Boston, we left for the train station back to Lowell. This time, we weren't trapped in the parking garage, thank goodness! We wrapped up the day with some Malcolm in the Middle and went to bed. What a fun and exhausting day.
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