We parked the car…or should I say porked the core in Arlington (pronounced “Ahhh-lingtin”)- a small but important detail we forgot to note at the beginning of our little adventure. We had dropped our daughter off for a concert (with a sweet chaperone) near Fenway park. (Remember this point as my husband seemed to remember it to a fault!) The Sox were playing at home so heading away from Fenway (important note here as well) and closer to the city seemed our best option for parking and the night.
We ventured all over the city including Faneuil Hall aka Quincy Market, at least two of the local Starbucks locations, The Commons, and more. Good thing I had on my sneakers. If I were wearing a pedometer, it would have malfunctioned. Or imploded. Our mission:
an inexpensive a cheap but fun night in Boston. Lofty, yes? Impossible- no way! But, a lot of foot action-we walked for miles. Literally. There are street performers on every corner, we heard an excellent Bruce Springsteen (sadly I’m not a fan!), a cellist, violinist, multiple other musicians, witnessed theatrics, various artists, break dancing and so much more. We figured we would enjoy the best of Boston, take it all in, grab our kiddo at the end of the night and head home.
Easy Peasy, right?
Well, the fact is, it is easy to walk around and have an entertaining night in Boston enjoying a plethora of activities for next to nothing. Where there is a will there is a way!
But “porking” is another matter altogether.
Join me tomorrow for part two of this Boston adventure when you will meet
an Angel a Bostonian, named Tito, who quite possibly saved our marriage.
Or at least the night!
6 thoughts on “One Night in Boston (How to lose a car, make a friend and find God in 24 hours) Part 1”
Lol! Can't wait!
I keep re-living it in my mind, lol! See you then, Susie!
Will be reading the next installments for sure. Love your background, complete with wave sounds. :o) God bless!
Thanks, Lou Ann! It is a giggle but way too long to squeeze into one sitting.
Hi Dawn! My goodness, this sounds like a real mystery story 🙂 My sister lives in Boston, more specifically, in Jamaica Plain. I love that city. It's so easy to get around. At least, it was for me…who knows what is coming from your adventure!Peace in Christ,Ceil
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