I thought I’d be better at blogging on this trip, but it turns out that I have been far too busy wandering this amazing city and shoving food in my face to spend any significant time with my fingers on the keyboard. Just in case you don’t already know, Boston is a great city. I thought it would have a similar feel to New York, but I was wrong—it has a flavor all its own. And part of that flavor is heavy butter cream found in the pastries we keep purchasing each night with the intent of only tasting a little. Yeah right.
Alyssa mentioned a lotions/potions/smelly things store in New York named Sabon that she highly recommended. So, you can imagine my excitement when I saw it on Newbury Street yesterday! Mrs. Smith and I made our husbands come in and wash and exfoliate their hands with us. And let me tell you something—you can’t say you really know someone until you’ve exfoliated together.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith were excited to stumble upon this local joint and tried to recommend it for lunch, but we were unsure. We really feel more comfortable eating at familiar chain restaurants. If we don’t find a McDonald’s or a Chili’s soon, we’re sure to die.
The Harvard campus was pretty amazing, and exactly the way you imagine it would be, with stately old buildings, giant trees, and an overwhelming feeling that everyone around you is like, totally, way, way, WAY smarter than you. Fer sure.
It’s been pretty windy here, so hats have been helpful. But with his jacket, aviator glasses, and ball cap, Ryan soon discovered he had a striking resemblence to the Unibomber. Here he is skulking around the subway.
Here’s to Boston and heavy butter cream!
