90 (or so) Hours in Boston


The second “go” at something new is always the hardest for me. See also: my former attempts at blogging…or working out…or eating healthier, etc. It’s like all the excitement and razzle dazzle has worn off. This is the less glamorous part. Where actual routine begins. But anyway, here I am. Almost a month later and I’m writing out my second post. Because, by golly, I am going to show up and TRY. Also, I’m paying for this domain, and I want to get my money’s worth. Ha.

I visited Boston, my soon-to-be new home, last week. I had the most fantastic time. I’m sososo excited to move to this city! I definitely learned a few things during this trip, and I hope they’re applicable to you too if you’re ever in the area!


Wear. Comfortable. Shoes. 

I swear, my vanity will be the death of me. Well, that might be too much. But at the very least, it will be the source of pain and potential infection.

I don’t dress up in Lubbock often. My job allows/requires me to be informal and comfortable, and outside of that I prefer to dress casually most of the time. BUT, that doesn’t mean I don’t like to get glammed up when the occasion calls for it. In the name of workin’ it, I planned some real cute outfits for my trip. For the sake of space in my carry-on — I wasn’t feeling the $25 fee to check my bag, and I couldn’t justify bringing my larger suitcase for a 4-ish day trip — I only packed a pair of flats and wore my black knee-high…and not broken in…boots onto the plane. So I left on Thursday, and everything was great until Friday. You wanna know how many miles I walked? Five. Five miles. I was staying in Brookline, a suburb of the city, and here’s what I did. I walked from the house I was staying at to a nearby coffee shop. From there I walked to a bookstore (Brookline Booksmith, if you must know. It was luh-git.) I walked back to the house and changed into the boots because my feet were already feeling tired. I then walked to the Museum of Fine Arts. Google Maps tells me this is a 1.4 mile walk from where I was staying. And after the MFA I walked to Simmons College, which was thankfully only a couple of blocks away. I showed up for my campus tour sweaty and walking a wee bit pigeon-toed. I trust I made a very good first impression with my student guide.

Side note that is more than a side note
– I loved my campus. Loved it. It’s cozy, taking up little more than a street block. Both my guide and my admissions advisor were friendly and helpful and cool people, in general. And y’all, WE HAVE A BOOK NOOK. Yes. Here it is, right here. A little corner filled with an assortment of children’s and YA books. A place to go decompress and chill. If ever there was a sign that I’m in the right place, this was it.

Back to reality. I will not continue to tell you about all of the places I walked. It’s a lot of detail I’m assuming you don’t care about, and I think you get the idea. Just know this: By the end of Friday night, my feet were swollen and and a little bloody and I was missing part of my left heel. Not a lot, calm down. But it ain’t pretty, even five days later. (I’m re-reading this and wondering why I didn’t just buy different shoes while I was there. *eye roll* You live and you learn.)

Moral of the story: Bring some good sneakers along for the ride. Boston is totally a walking city, and there is so much to see in a relatively small area. Which leads me to my next point…

Sightsee! As much as you can!

Do I even need to say this? Probably not. I’ve only been up here twice — once in crazy blizzard weather a couple of years ago, and this time in idyllic spring, and duh, I’ve barely scratched the surface on all the things to see and do.

This trip’s places of interest included:

  • Caffè Nero- A local coffeehouse chain with pleasant ambience. Staff was personable, and I enjoyed my bacon & cheese croissant with a nice view out the window.
  • Brookline Booksmith- Worth repeating. Two floors of book goodness. Bookness? Gookness? No? Okay.
  • Museum of Fine Arts- I could have stayed here for hours. It was too cool to see the portrait of George Washington that was eventually used for his likeness on our $1 bill. Fun fact- Adults pay $25 for admission, but included in that is a one-time free visit within the next 10 days. Worth knowing if you’re sticking around for a little while and want to go back again.
  • Tatte Bakery & Cafe- So. Many. Pastries. So little time, and not a high enough metabolism. Cool place to catch up over yummy desserts and coffee.
  • Boston Public Library- Pass the smelling salts. This was the library of my dreams. I have a feeling this will become one of my haunts over the next couple of years…
  • Newbury Street- I ventured here twice in two days, much to my delight. Pavement Coffeehouse is probably a place I would order from to-go in the future. It’s a tight fit inside, but man, my Turkey BLT was so good. My friend Mel also swears by their Spanish lattes. Ate at an Italian place called Piattini on Sunday night, and their lobster ravioli was spot on.
  • Boston Public Garden- Blooming and beautiful in the spring time. There were tulips everywhere! The well-known and darling “Make Way for Ducklings” statues are here, as well. Only downside is me, Mel, and her husband were all congested and sneezy later that night. So if you come during this season, arm yourself with Benadryl!!

Some thoughts on public transportation…

Ah, The T. You know, I actually like the T. Its novelty will most likely wear off in months to come, but my experience with it has been just fine so far. I doubt that I’ll have my car when I move, which unnerves me, so me and the T will need to be on friendly terms.

Remember (This is more me talking to me, not me bossing you around…hehe):

  1. You need a CharlieCard.
  2. You need to put that CharlieCard in the ticket slot with the orange arrow facing up and in, or else you’ll stand there for about 10 excruciating seconds looking like a moron and holding up the queue.
  3. It’s not exactly fun getting on an overcrowded train that reeks of B.O. during rush hour and getting whacked in the butt when the door closes on you, but hey, it makes for a good story.
  4. Maintenance happens. At inconvenient times. And it will make you late for your dinner plans. So read the signs in the stations and pray that your friend has patience + time, or get an Uber.

That’s all for this round, friends. Thanks for dropping by!


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