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... had tons of TVs and we enjoyed fantastic clam chowder, spinach artichoke dip and a cookie sundae while we drank good beers and cider. In the end The Habs beat the Bruins and the Pats edged out the Jets which was a great end to a seriously challenging day. I guess every day can’t be perfect and we need a few challenges thrown at us to keep us on our toes. We got through it, didn’t yell at each other, ate great pizza and won some sports! Life ain’t that ...
... down the hall (because of course there was a fee to have this done), and come back." Oh! Ok, that makes more sense now that you explained to me that this was my invoice for the cashier! Gotcha. I come back. Again, no one acknowledges me until the girl straight in front of me at the counter gets the lady's attention again. She brings my papers back with the Apositile attached and I'm free to go. 10 min. max. I was LIVID, I put a freaking hour worth of coins into the meter for ...
... br> than the reality of his presidency.
So I was hoping to see some Southies in South Boston, the
working-class Irish-American Bostonians who talk like Marcky Mark. They’ve
apparently all been priced-out to the suburbs, and the South Boston peninsula
neighborhood clearly now has a mostly yuppified population that speaks with
university grad accents. That’s no fun!
While most of central Boston is pleasant enough to stroll
... and asking what had happened. I was unsure what to do, the manager said I could go to my room and that the lady was fine. I had my shower and got dressed then had to go downstairs to collect toothpaste, the paramedics had just arrived and were taking care of the situation. When I came back upstairs, my card didn't work so I had to go back downstairs to get it reset. Then when it looked like I wasn't minding my own business because I was up and down during all of this commotion, she was ...
... successful though, I found a cool little independent coffee shop along route for lunch, a jeep wool cap (which made me wonder if the US patriotism was beginning to rub off on me), and some stripey gloves.
So basically, I spent my first full day in Boston as a white British male on the freedom trail learning about American independence and black heritage. *Insert your own joke here*
Oh, and apologies for the title again, couldn't resist.