After lunch at the oldest tavern in America, it was time to end my stay in Boston head back to New York. The time in Boston was 2 p.m. and my train was scheduled to depart at 4:15 p.m.If I had been flying, now would've been the perfect time to head to the airport. But as I was taking the train, I could spend the next couple of hours slowly making my way towards Boston's South Station on foot, enjoying all the local sights along the way.Arriving at South Station just before 4 p.m.
The last hour of the journey from Stamford to New York City was the most exciting as we sped across the Byram River into New York and eventually over the Hell Gate Bridge. The city skyline was spectacularly lit and in just a few minutes, we'd be in the heart of it.Riding Amtrak during the pandemic.It was the last stop for me and this train as it wouldn't be continuing to Washington.A few escalator rides later and there I was, in the heart of the city just 10 blocks from Times Square.
Sorry, Amtrak is a joke compared to other global high speed rail networks.
I always preferred this between NY and DC.