Chances are you need some coffee. I may be excommunicated from Boston forever for suggesting this, but skip Dunkin’ Donuts. Hit up an indy coffeehouse instead. Where to? Boston’s public transport is so great that it only needs to be defined by one letter. Locals call it the T. Hop aboard the Red Line and head over to Boston’s Left Bank, the super hip and ‘wicked smaht’ Cambridge. The intellectuals at Harvard and MIT love their coffee, so check out 1369 Coffehouse. Or, if you love to hate yourself for wanting overly complicated baked goods and perfect cappuchino served up by hipsters who hate you, hit up one of Darwin’s several locations.