one of my favorite places ever

No, not the shoe store people. Real Bostonians, you know, the ones who live in fabulous, gorgeous, fun Boston. I would love to live there. This was our third trip to Boston, and I still feel like I could go back another couple of times at least before we leave. I just love it.

Once again, we were only there for a couple of days, since Friday evening traffic was a nightmare, and the trip that should have taken us about 3 1/2 hours took 6.bloody.hours. I mean, not bloody as in horror-movie bloody, you know. Bloody in the “so frustrating to be in a car with a toddler and a 9 year old for 6 hours”  sense. Which is actually kind of as scary as a horror movie a little bit, actually. And my daughters are actually pretty good. It is beyond me why anyone takes road trips that long though.

Anyway, so we really just had Saturday and Sunday, but we got kind of lucky with the weather, so it only rained (albeit suddenly and quite violently) a couple of times on Sunday, and even then we managed to keep fairly dry.

Saturday: exploring  Cambridge a bit, where we walked around the Harvard courtyard (because I have this odd curiosity about ivy league school campuses and buildings – most un-European ) and decided to do the dorky souvenir thing and get the girls Harvard t-shirts (shut up, they are cute that small.)

We also went back to eat at Grafton Street, because we loved it the last time. Another thing I love about Boston: the fish and seafood dishes. Can’t get enough!

On Sunday we walked around some more, starting at Newbury Street, which is definitely one of my favorite shopping streets ever, and never fails to remind me of Milan, with cafés and boutiques and people eating outside. I think one of the reasons why I love Boston so much is that it has such a European feel. Of all the places I have visited in the US, Boston is the one where I feel the least like a tourist.

Of course we had togo to the Public Garden, which is the girls’ second-favorite spot in Boston (the first being the Boston Children’s Museum); and there we saw…

Shortly after it started thundering, and then within a couple of minutes it was seriously pouring rain. So we hurried out of the park, and ended up hiding into a Borders until it let out a bit and we could go get the car to go to the Children’s Museum… which is when we found out that it was about to close. Big drama, because we had promised the girls we’d go

We reached a compromise by promising to take them to the Norwalk Aquarium this coming Sunday, and by talking about how we’d go to Cape Cod on Monday and barbecue and have lunch with hubs’ friend and his family, and how he has three daughters Sarah could play with… ah, the blood of the Roman orators runs in me

Of course, the fact that we then went to Quincy Market and found out that for the second year in a row we’d be able to enjoy the Outdoor Performer Festival… yes, that helped improve Sarah’s mood quite a bit

Our favorite number:

Monday we went to Cape Cod.

Then we drove home. I think dh probably had enough of road trips for a while. And yet, I’d go back to Boston for one more visit in a heartbeat. Probably because I wasn’t the one driving

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