Beantown

I LOVE BOSTON! I have been here about 4 or 5 times now, and I have to say, it might be moving up past my Chicago rating. (Which is #1 in America). It's just so nice- open spaces, trees, old streets and buildings. It's not too much for me, like New York. I don't really love the accents, but eh. I have not done much in regards to being a tourist this weekend. Darrel and I were here on our New England cruise last year and covered the city pretty well.

Unfortunately, the company has us staying 25 miles outside of Boston. Such BS. Traveling in and out is a total joke. On Friday, it took us almost 2 hours to get to the theatre. We were SO late! The first thing I did when I got here was visit the Hyatt next door and book a room for myself on Saturday night. Some things are just worth the money in my book! A bunch of us went to the Intermission Tavern after the show on Friday, and Saturday Darrel and I went to Legal Sea Food for dinner. It's my "thing" when I come here. (I make it sound like I am here all of the time!). There are a bunch of them in town, and they are rated the best place to eat in Boston. Good stuff!

Today is a beautiful day- there are tons of people out in the Common, bands playing, kids running around. But I saw something at the hotel this morning that just broke my heart. I got on the elevator with a family, and their little girl was obviously very sick. Or recovering from being very sick. Poor thing had her head shaved, and was so skinny. But she was bouncing around in that elevator like a little jumping bean. When the elevator opened, she ran out and bounced across the lobby. We had to take a second elevator to get to the street level, so I asked her, "are you excited about something?!" And she let me know that a limo was waiting for them downstairs because she was going to meet The Jonas Brothers! I walked down the street and kind of started to cry. I'm wondering if it was through Make a Wish or something. It just made me think about how truly lucky I am to be healthy, and how all of the things I think are such a big deal in life, really aren't. Keep in mind- I cry over everything, but still.

I hope to come back and visit Boston again soon!!

Darrel and I outside of the Cheers bar in November