Pictures of Boston

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Boston, pictures, postaday2013, travels

Today I had the luxury of spending a few hours in one of my favorite parts of Boston, Boylston Street and Berkeley. The pictures that I took, I took from the steps of the Boston Library. I was in the midst of Copley Square just across the street from the Fairmont Hotel which incidentally offers a chocolate brunch on Sundays, I know because we took the babies there when they were little. The baby girl’s eyes were huge like saucers when she saw the chocolate fountain, she was dipping everything she could find to put in the fountain. That was a fun day.

Anyway, I was really enjoying my time on my perch at the Boston Library, on the top step where I could do people watching and admire the architectural bounty that is all around Boston. I even got to sit next to two lovely French tourists, a mother and her daughter. They were speaking about how European the city of Boston seemed and how lovely it was and they were having a wonderful time. I admit that I was eavesdropping but they didn’t know, I was being very discreet, I didn’t care what they were saying per say, I was simply enjoying the lyrical lilt to their voices.

Boston is such a lovely city, I really recommend visiting.

This last picture is one that my hubby took, he wanted to show me the future house that he wanted for us. It is a beauty. I could see us in our doddering old age enjoying the home and the garden.

Stranger in a strange land

What’s your favorite part about visiting a new place — the food? The architecture? The people watching?

The first thing on my mind when I visit a new place, no matter where it is, is the food. Food is as iconic a cultural gateway as would be the architecture or the museums of any place. That being said, I love tasting the street food while walking along the streets and gazing at all the architecture surrounding me wherever I am. While my daughter and I were traveling through France last summer, we weren't eating much street food, when in France you do as the French do, which is sit in street side cafes and watch the people and look at all the historic architecture, buildings, bridges and monuments. Paris is The place for that on every level possible. However when you venture outside of the capital, you still get the amazing sights and people but on a smaller scale and often on an older scale as well, as for example, in the south of France you will find Roman antiquities in the midst of small towns which in my mind simply increases the allure of southern France, one of my favorite countries.

Still, the food is still the first thing that calls to me and once my curious taste buds are satiated than the rest of my sense can be indulged. Isn't food just marvelous?