Fog on Boston Common.
No comment necessary.
Tough chick, near Boston College. This is March. But then, flip flops appeared all over as soon as the temps got above 40˚F, to my amazement.
The view over the Charles River, Zakim Bridge, Bunker Hill Monument, from our 20th story first apartment there. Provided by the traveling agency.
A Smoot mark on Harvard Bridge.
Really enjoying my day off this week, after last week when I didn't have one. A pause.
We still miss Boston, always will. This is home, now.
3 comments:
Being on the BC campus daily, where dorms are really all over the place, there have been quite a number of nubile insufficiently clad females.
I'm not getting to see as much as I would otherwise be able to, but at least I am getting out a little. I've been having to keep up with work each night for three to six hours in the hotel room.
Smoots sound good, we should have some here!
Can't say there are too many places in the US I hanker to visit (I ration my hankerings), but Boston always had a certain appeal. These look good.
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