Whenever I come across an awesome vintage / antique place to shop, part of me wants to shout about it from the rooftops, and the other part of me wants to keep it all to myself to keep the crowds away.
Some famous, some not. Some popular, some random. Here are some of my favorite things to do in Downtown Boston.
Rockport, Massachusetts is one of my happy places. I spent a lot of time here in my college days, grabbing coffee with girlfriends, brunch with my parents, and dates with my then-boyfriend-now-husband.
Although I was in choir for a number of years, took a few piano lessons, and had a summer fling with the flute, I have little-to-no musical capability. But that’s not to say I don’t love music! Doesn’t everyone love music?
Last year, I went to see the Boston Symphony Orchestra for the first time and it was a beautiful experience listening to the musicians and admiring Symphony Hall. Did you know that Symphony Hall in Boston is one of the world’s most acoustically perfect music venues?
My very first autumn in Boston started with a bang. It was the infamous moment with the bloody sock and a broken curse and the Red Sox had finally won the World Series. Utter chaos ensued and I wondered on to what mysterious planet I had fallen on.
Now that we have our second year of cross-country skiing under our belt, I can say with 100% confidence that we love cross-country skiing! I grew up x-c skiing in gym class (that’s upstate New York for you) but hadn’t picked it up as an adult until last year. Having a winter activity makes brutally cold weekends so much more fun!
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have noticed I ate an excessive amount of Japanese noodles last week! The truth is I attended a Boston Bloggers event – a first for me! As my college days get farther and farther behind me, I’m trying to get better about meeting people who are passionate what I am passionate – so that’s how I found myself at Wagamama Lynnfield with a bunch of other Boston bloggers.
This giveaway is now closed. Congrats to the winner – Lindsey of MoreAwesomer blog!
For a few years after college I lived in Beverly, MA which is just a stone’s throw away from the better-known Salem, MA. The Salem tourism swells in October to traffic-jam-headache, no-free-chairs-at-the-coffee-shop levels of insanity. I know people whose commute triples in time during October just because of the tourism draw the town has.