expect the unexpected- Boston

I did not plan to go to Boston. It sorta happened on the spur of the moment. It was Easter week in 2010, I was in NYC and it was hot. but really hot. 30°C temperature at the beginning of April. I checked Megabus Fares and on Easter Monday I hopped on one of them and ventured to Boston. The journey itself was fun, as I was crossing fields and cities and all reminded me of American movies with road trips and endless adventures. I did not expect anything more than just a fun visit to a city in America, and as it happens, it ended up being one of the best decisions of my life. I fell in love with Boston. Boston has something special about it, it could be the contrast of old and new, the history that you feel all around the city, the sea, its small size that makes it really easy to walk around and get acquainted. It’s a city where I would totally see myself living, and living well. That also made me realize how much I had changed. I preferred a calmer, yet culturally vibrant city, to the lights and crowded NYC. Wow, what happened? I did realize that smaller cities have that special feeling about them that charms me and makes me feel at ease. I became a Boston person, bye bye NYC me. happy days. Still today I tend to love smaller cities ( I live in one) and much more “familiar” vibes. I guess we all have that in us right?

Anyway, let’s get to visit Boston, shall we?

history. yes, you can feel it in Boston. I’m sure you heard about the Boston Massacre. The Boston Massacre is an incident that happened on March 5, 1770, in which British Army soldiers killed five male civilians and injured six others.  Well, here’s where it happened.




Now, in the last picture you can see another special feature of Boston: Old vs New. Such a contrast of architectural styles is not unsual in Boston. and I personally love this “variety” so so much.

If you’re lucky enough you might meet these guys walking around Boston…



Boston Common- a public park in Boston. Dating from 1634, it is the oldest city park in the USA. In such amazing weather I surely could enjoy its beauty at its max.






now onto my favorite part of Boston. at the top of the park, very close to the Massachusets State House, you’ll find a street call “Joy Street”.


obviously with such a name I HAD TO follow it. this will lead you to the top of Beacon Hill. It is a neighborhood of Federal-style rowhouses and is known for its narrow, gaslit streets and brick sidewalks. It is absolutely stunning, and so unexpected in a North American City. No wonder today, Beacon Hill is regarded as one of the most desirable and expensive neighborhoods in Boston.





now let’s go back downtown with its skyscrapers and modern buildings.



oh no, wait, what that. The Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. Right in the heart of downtown Boston!

The Faneuil Hall has always being a market place and meeting hall, since 1742. Now it is still a market hall (selling rather tacky souvenir I must say…).



Right behind it you find the Quincy Market. Actually the building itself is a giant foodhall, but the real deal is all around the Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market, with all the shops and bistro-restaurants.



Which, of course include, Cheers Faneuil Hall, a branch location of the most famous “Cheers” in Beacon Hill (see Cheers, very popular American TV Series) . This location was built with a replica of the TV bar.




and with such warm weather, I wasn’t really tempted to go into this shop…



Boston Waterfront is just 5 minutes away from Quincy Market, so go for a walk down there. there’s nothing like the sound and the smell of the Ocean to make you feel better and relax at the end of a long day.



There’s a “little Italy” in Boston as well. Italians, we’re everywhere. Anyway, I found this very particular corner in Little Italy. It made me smile.



Keep your eyes open in Boston, because you never know what you can find!!  For example, how about this wall graffiti that integrates the windows of the bar in it?



The following day I took the T and went to Harvard and the M.I.T. But this is a story for some other time.




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