When Larry finally arrived in Boston, his adventure began. He asked the taxi driver to take him to a hotel where he tried to book a room. Of course, he was only sixteen--way too young--and was turned down over and over.
Fortunately, he had a very kind taxi driver
who stuck with him, and helped him locate his MIT contact. It was only then he realized that he had been assigned a place to stay: a dorm room. The driver took him there, and Larry was so happy to find the place that he didn't leave...at least for that night.
“I was so happy to find the dormitory room, that I just checked in
and didn’t have dinner. I didn’t know where to have dinner. So I just went to
sleep. “
(To be continued. Next: Researcher for First Washing Machine)
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