Grassroots Day 9 - Clam Chowder & a Haunted Hotel

This morning we took a train from NYC to Boston to speak to the students in the New England region.  Lots of students from BU, Tufts, Harvard, MIT, etc. were in attendance.  But what I'm about to talk about is a bit spooky.  So if you're easily scared or frightened of supernatural tales, I suggest you stop reading now.  If not, read on to find out about our creepy ass night in Boston.

This is the only "non creepy" photo from our Boston trip.  It is Sung & I enjoying a nice and milky New England clam chowder before the eeriness of night set in...

I am convinced our hotel was haunted.  Julie had arranged for Sung & I to share a room at this very old, 5 story B&B that was once a woman's college.  It was designed very much like the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland...just dirtier.  The second I walked in, I could just feel a disturbance in the air.  Something was off.  They gave Sung & I the back room at the very top of the hotel.  Why put us there?  All the other rooms on all the other floors were empty.  Strange.  Even stranger, I could not get my camera to take a normal picture of me.  It was so creepy.  I could take pictures of Sung & Julie in the hotel.  But the second anyone tried to take a picture of me in the hotel, the photo would be too dark, too light, or have smears of something in frame.  It was so so creepy.  We tried shooting over and over and over again.  It was like the Ring man...it was like some thing/being was preventing me from having my photograph taken normally.  Here are some of those photos.  Can you see a face to the left of me in the first pic?

I know this doesn't seem like a big deal, but we shot these photos like 50 times.  This was the best of the lot."

Sung even felt "it".  Here's Sung in his colonial bed.  He doesn't even fit.

Sung & I both agreed there was some sort of presence on our floor.  Sung was joking that perhaps it was a horny ghost and that we should just welcome it.  Though I laughed, I didn't find it funny.  I felt like someone was watching me all night long.  I hardly slept a wink.  Oh well, thank goodness we're headed back to NYC in the early morning.  I don't think I could have spent another night in a haunted woman's college.  Sweet dreams...  : )