I know, I’ve been a bad Traveling FB. I took these trips in April….
But better late than never! As promised – Boston in pictures.
Will keep it tlog style (pictures, very little talking) for reasons of laziness and a sprinkle of forgetfulness.
We didn’t buy a pass or anything there to get around. Boston was so small (for us) that walking everywhere was fine. We were also only there for 1.5 days and the .5 of the day was spent travelling to New Hampshire to fly to Chicago, so it wasn’t as though we could have really done everything but I think we felt the heart of the city.
The Bulfinch Hotel (Bulsh*t Hotel we called it)
Originally $399/night, we paid $70/night.
Guess we couldn’t complain much.. but still, they could have PRETENDED we paid $399/night.
Now we’ll never actually go back there if it was full price.
- Room was tiny (you’re going to see, we were crowded in there. Smaller than half a studio)
- They gave us the tiniest hotel room in the entire building, yet half the hotel was EMPTY with larger rooms. Hello? Customer service? Could they not have given us a semi-decent room, considering every room was empty!?
- Had rowdy party crowds on our floor. Bar sluts screaming and talking so goddamn loud I want to scream. I woke up at 2 a.m. to some chick’s incessantly loud, shrill voice, banged on their door and told them to keep the party down.
- No Food TV channel (wtf?)
- Place had a weird heating/air conditioning system. We broke open the regulator just so we could turn the heat up/down
- Kind of expected more. At least, more space.
- No wi-fi, I had to plug in the cord just to surf the net.
And they had this cool soap. The box basically says they cut out the middle of the soap because no one uses it, so it was a waste of soap, but this one was molded to your hands (it was!) and more eco-friendly.
If they wanted to be more eco-friendly, they could have given us a smaller piece of soap. Like half, especially since these get tossed after each customer.
The downtown-ish area of Boston
Note the streets are Summer & Winter?
My saviours on the trip. Tape to wrap around my foot joints and blister block. (FB Read: Prevent Blisters)
Faneuil Hall. A must miss place.
Saw a hawk.
A must-go-to-eat place. Mike’s Pastry.
I have dreams about this cannoli and its delicious custard filling.
Wow look! It’s just like home! (Montreal) Awful streets, lots of potholes.. er.. actually, this is better than home. Montreal has potholes the size of beaver traps.
Boston Harbour. Very relaxing.
We saw a lot of what they call “Chads and Trixies” there, or tie-wearing, sweater-dofffing prep school guys and their J. Crew wives.
The guys were kind of creepy. They were so.. bland.
BF was laughing at their little sweater sets and snickering.
BF said it was like being in England
Boston didn’t have as much choice as in NYC, but it was still far better than what we had in Montreal.
I forget if it was at this location in Boston, but I hate some pretty awesome pizza. Couldn’t find this quality of pizza in Chicago, surprisingly…
On the way to the Mapparium we saw this huge, gorgeous building. BF said it was like being transported back to France.
In the park
They had these yellow things hanging. No idea what they mean. Found them cool. Easter maybe? They looked like eggs.
It was really calm and relaxing. I felt more at peace here than in Central Park in New York.
My favourite park of all.
I don’t have any clue what they were doing. At first, I thought they were promoting cheese for some reason….
LOVED that we found a Penang in Boston. This was just like the one in New York’s Chinatown.
Near to our hotel. Just a quaint area.
Eerie to have the slight twinge of fear for what they went through, being gassed.