Boston Buddies

Boston Buddies

I left SF a few days before John to hit Boston first on my East Coast tour. The last time I was in Boston was 16 or so years ago when my parents had taken me on an East Coast colleges tour: Harvard, Wellesley, MIT. Yeah, Boston was intimidating back then. This time around though, I got a really good vibe– maybe because with Shanghai now under my belt, navigating a new place is no longer as daunting as it used to be. I don’t know. Anyway, Boston is ultra cool. Guess it also helps that my friend Josh is there, and he’s an expert urbanite– he’s all up on the public transportation and major attractions. Plus, he gives the most accurate, concise directions ever. The weather was crummy, but we had a blast anyway. We saw Shear Madness at a small theater downtown, checked out the IMAX, went to a couple open houses in Charlestown. It was as if college were yesterday. Then again, I guess it hasn’t really been that long since Josh and I last met. No matter where in the world I am, we somehow manage to meet up a few times a year. Just kind of worked out that way, because John used to fly to CA for work, and Josh lived and worked in SF until last April.

Anyway yeah, public transportation in Boston rocks. Super cheap to ride the T (the metro/subway) and great access to all the major hubs– airport, train stations, etc. Day two, I caught the commuter train to visit my grad school roomie Grace in Providence. Again, the weather was shit, but she had the cutest little pad near Brown. We shopped (and purchased identical pairs of shoes), rented a movie, ate grilled cheese sandwiches, shared boy troubles. Was fun.

My final evening in Boston, Josh and I had dinner with my childhood friend Joyce. Joyce and I go waaaay back. Our parents are good friends. She was out in LA for a couple years and recently relocated to Boston to attend Harvard B school. That’s right, running with the big dogs. I enjoyed catching up with Joyce, but in retrospect, I think I yapped too much about me and didn’t get enough scoop about her. That’s what happens when you get into the danger zone– the brain doesn’t think straight. It was probably 9:30 p.m. or so by the time we got our food (hearty comfort food) at the Silvertone Bar & Grill. Not a bad find, thanks to my newest city resource, Yelp!

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