I spent last Thursday through Sunday in Boston and I just can’t say enough good things about the city and my time there. It was the first time I’d taken a proper vacation in a really long time, and I can honestly say that getting away–hitting the reset button–is the best thing I’ve done in a long time. (Although of course I did miss R. and Rambo.)
So today I thought I’d share some photos from the trip, and also six things I loved about the city.
1. Just going outside is an event. Friends, where I live is not walkable. To get anywhere, I have to get in my car and drive there. In Boston, you walk out of your apartment and onto the street and you’re immediately greeted by cute corner stores and food shops and farm stands. We walked almost everywhere and it was glorious (although full disclosure: I’m not actually used to walking that much and my feet killed at the end of each day). Still, I felt like I was experiencing everything much more fully on foot.
2. It’s full of history. I wrote about this when I wrote about my trip to Charleston: There is something so moving about standing inside a building that has been around for hundreds of years and seen so much. I felt this most acutely in the Boston Public Library, where we went for lunch on Thursday. You could almost feel the history; it gave me goosebumps.
3. The food and shopping are good. Really good. We stuck mainly to the South End, where my friends live, for our meals, but all of them were great–and the shopping on Newbury Street (not to mention the Georgetown cupcakes) is awesome. I didn’t buy too much, but it was fun popping my head into an actual brick-and-mortar Madewell store, as well as into shops like Zara that require a drive to Tampa unless you order online. (P.S.: Food recs: Courtyard Cafe at Boston Public Library for lunch; Boston Chop and Union Bar & Grille for dinner; The Thinking Cup for coffee; South End Buttery for breakfast/coffee; Flour for breakfast/coffee, Artisan Bistro at The Ritz-Carlton for lunch/brunch; DavidsTea for tea; Georgetown Cupcakes for, duh, cupcakes.)
4. There are so many young people! I live in the land of the blue-haired snowbird, and while Sarasota is definitely getting younger, there are still a lot of older people here. Boston was buzzing with young people–thanks in great part, I’m sure, to all the colleges and universities in the area. (I myself took a trek out to Harvard to see an exhibit at the Natural History Museum with my aunt and cousin, and it was beautiful there, too.) But it’s also just a city with a younger population in general, and it was nice to feel that youthful undercurrent for a few days.
5. Fall is just…something else. Though lots of trees were still fairly green (and the weather was in the low 70s the whole time!), there were also color explosions everywhere, from red leaves on the street to the gorgeous yellow trees. And lots of shops and homes were decorated for fall, so you’d see pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns dotting windows and brownstone stoops. We really don’t experience that here, so it was a treat to get to for just a few days.
6. My best friend lives there. Shun and I have been friends since college (so for at least 10 years). He is one of the kindest, most generous people I know–not to mention whip-smart–and we are always totally “dialed in” to what the other person is thinking. He’s lived in Boston for five years and, shamefully, this is the first time I’ve been up to visit him–but it definitely won’t be the last. There’s nothing like an old friend, truly. They just get you.