Winging it in...Boston!

Roads? Where we’re going we don’t need roads!

The journey to Boston is really an entire story in and of itself, but unless something spectacular happened delayed flights, gusting storms and whingy passengers (not just me) do not make for fun reading. Suffice it I did eventually arrive in Boston although I got to know Chicago O’Hare very well due to 5 gate changes and about five hours of delays. When we finally were allowed to leave, all planes having been grounded due to severe snow storms in the Eastern USA and Canada, I kind of wished I was back in the airport. The less said about the turbulence and the state of my tummy on that flight the better, and the Captain deserves a medal for landing the plane and not lodging a wing tip into the concrete runway in the process.
Anyway, Boston is currently covered in snow, which is very pretty to look at, but not great for walking in. I am also starting to rethink my aversion to tucking jeans into boots. I have so far managed to avoid it, even during all the rain and snow in Vancouver- and trust me I see the practical reasons behind it- but here the sludge seems somehow to demand it. Or that may just be because I managed to step in a completely invisible puddle this afternoon.
On the apartment front, I love the apartment. It is “old” I have that in inverted commas for those of you reading in England, but it feels great. Big skirting, chunky dado rail, real hard wood floors, 1930 style cast iron column radiators and stained glass above the interior doors. It has a really homey feel. The furniture is pretty standard functional stuff that you find in most apartments that have been furnished for you, not being the most arty person in the world I’m sure it will take me a few weeks to add some totally garish colors to it- wait til I get to Target… I’m thinking the hallway will make a great office with a chair, desk and tall book cases, in my head this looks great and requires proper furniture- not Ikea, so we’ll see. That may turn into my project for the next month or so. Oh and before I forget- I have a freestanding old fashioned bath! It doesn’t take much to get me excited.
Living in the Fenway area of Boston does mean that I am all of 2 blocks from Fenway Park baseball stadium and home of the Boston Red Sox. I do even get to walk past it on my way to the supermarket- or as today, twice because I forgot half the shopping the first time! Built in 1912 and squashed onto a wedge of land Fenway Park does have some slightly abnormal angles and shapes, but all makes for a more interesting game, and apparently more chance of a homerun for left hander players. It was also the home of George Herman- of “Babe Ruth” infamy. Luckily I think that is all I can remember about it- it has been about 6 years since I was last here, and there are plenty of more engaging attractions right on my door step. The Museum of Fine Art is a short walk away, and I think that may be a stop on my “New Activity” list next week. I thought that worked out well last year so my New Year resolution was to continue.