Paul and I spent the weekend in Boston and it was awesome. We went out Thursday morning, stopping in Gardner to drop off Roosevelt at the in-laws.
We saw the Red Sox game that afternoon. They lost, but at least it was exciting.
Here's the view from our room. It was nice 'cuz the hotel had balconies, we really enjoyed sitting out and taking in the city at night. It was so strange once we got home to compare the alive, constant drumming of city sounds to the dead silence of Pearl St.
We spent a lot of time too just wandering around Boston. If anything, this trip has made me realize how small the city actually is, and how close together all the T-stops are. We also managed to stumble across parts of the city that I had never even seen before. Trinity Church, for one. Also, the Granary Burying Ground, where the Boston Massacre victims and Sam Adams are buried side to side.
It was kind of funny too. One night, we went out for a few drinks. Being away from home, we didn't really miss being at the house, and we didn't really miss the cat. We did, however miss the Moan and Dove. Bars we visited just didn't stand up, at all. Sorry!
On Saturday, we spent the afternoon at the Cambridge River Festival, which was really cool.
They shut down Memorial Drive in Cambridge, and fill it with vendors, fair food, booths for all sorts of local organizations, and some really great bands playing. It was a great place for people watching. There was some really esoteric stuff, like a tent where elderly people took turns telling stories from their childhood. They had a whole section too, called "figment", that was all about imaginative expression and creativity, which was chocked full of unusual/cool things.
Basically the idea was that different artists and groups would create all sorts of interactive installation art pieces. My favorite was this; Instead of a ball pit - a tent full of rose petals for kids to frolic in. It smelled absolutley lovely!
The only weird part was that there was this guy, you can see him lying down in the back. He was in there th entire time, pretending to be asleep. I have to assume he was the artist?????
Paul and I also saw the entirety of both our extended families and a great portion of our friends between that night and Sunday, at a series of graduation, citizenship, and birthday parties. It was a busy, crazy time, but it was a lot of fun.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I think that the person lying down was dead. Drowned in roses to death.
ReplyDelete