Boston for Thanksgiving
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My Dad loved Boston when he visited for work, and I share his fondness. With a distinct East Coast feel (in the sense of being very different and much older than California), Boston is different than New York and the suburbs reminded me of D.C…Maybe because of the bare skeleton trees and grey skies.
The weather was gorgeous in its own way despite the lack of sun or blue. Not melancholic, but romantic in its simple drab splendor.
The city of Boston has amazing architecture. I can’t say much more other than point out that the combination of rusty-red brick with oxidized copper accents is breathtaking. Throw in some misty clouds and crunchy autumnal leaves and you have yourself a lovely town.
The houses are next to churches are next to shops...all shoved together but still beautiful individuals.
Remember the book “Make Way For Duckings”? This is their home!
We had a lovely Thanksgiving with Eric’s family, then flew home and went to Santa Cruz to visit mine. The weather was much more California-typical.
