Yo Boston

Boston was a welcome reprieve from the Mad hattanness.   Green, lush, humid smells of hot summers and warm gusty winds, colonial-style buildings, gorgeous shady suburbs with flower gardens, people who amble instead of scramble.  People say that Boston is a big city with a small town feel…which sounds irritatingly cliché, but that’s actually kind of what it felt like.

I also happened upon historic sights, like random graveyards, pretty and pleasant, which seemed to display a peaceful ambiance from the collision of the weathering of time with the grateful and thriving present.  But maybe I was just projecting.

I went to Boston to check out a unique grad program at Emerson College.  During the course of my personalized 2-hour tour, I became increasingly excited about the program, an MA in Publishing and Writing.  Not only can you learn all about the different aspects of the publishing industry and get connected to the local industry via internships, but you also get to take a variety of great writing classes!  Could it get any cooler than that??

A classroom at Emerson that I could see myself getting really distracted in

After the tour I went wandering.  I was on my way to the down the historic one-mile walk on State Street toward the harbor when I passed a fun-looking fountain that had attracted mounds of kids, like flies to lemon meringue pie.  (Do flies like lemon meringue pie?  Or am I just projecting?  It’s my fave dessert.)

I took a few moments to photograph the fountain with the squealing children.  Before I could get any good photos, I noticed that they were having way too much fun.  And that I was hot.  And that the water looked terribly refreshing.

I dried off sitting by the gently lapping water at the harbor, soaking in the sun, watching the jellyfish be jellyfish, and polishing off the remains of my Reuben sandwich.

Ahhh.

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