Nothing like a quick little change of continent to keep things interesting! After a couple flights from London.. via Iceland, as you do (we flew Iceland air, who were fantastic btw) we arrived late at night into Boston airport. Nothing exciting to report from our first night apart from a spectacular sunset and brilliant oat cookies left out for us at the adorable guesthouse we were staying in.
We wanted to make the most of our full day in Boston, so it was a relatively early morning, fuelled with a fantastic breakfast. We stayed at a guesthouse in Winthrop which was a little outside of downtown, because Boston is ridiculously expensive for no apparent reason, but this turned out to be a fab decision as we fell in love with Winthrop. It was about as American as you can get with the white picket fences in front of the beautiful weatherboard homes with American flags on the porch, and jack’o lanterns all over the front yards as Halloween was approaching. My lord do they love Halloween in America. The people we met along the way were so friendly and just up for a chat (and then a longer chat because they like our accent) and always willing to help out a tourist in need of directions or advice.
We headed into the downtown area with absolutely no idea what to do or look for, but our day flew by. We started at Quincy market, which is where I realised the TV show ‘Cheers’ was set in Boston because the amount of merch you can buy there is out of control. Obviously one of their claims to fame. Felt guilty for never ever seeing a single episode. Probably would have been some good pre-Boston research. We checked out Little Italy (always the most delicious part and clear favourite of any city), walked along the Freedom Trail, past the basketball/hockey/every other event ever stadium, through the Boston Common (gardens), through a farmers market and stopped for a scrumptious lunch. The city itself was one of the prettiest I’ve seen in the States.
Of course I wanted my Elle Woods moment, so I dragged Nick out to Harvard University. Little old me had no clue Harvard wasn’t just a university, but in fact an entire town of shops, restaurants, residential areas and basically everything a college student living out of home may need.
The university itself was slightly underwhelming, it wasn’t until later that day, after I had left that it hit me how bloody wealthy that school was. It wasn’t much to look at because everything looked the same, but it just oozed money. Perfect lawns and buildings, zero graffiti and no rubbish, farmers markets inside the school grounds, grand staircases into all the halls and dorm rooms way bigger than expected. My favourite part was definitely the sporting fields, where there was at least a little action going on. We were actually pretty excited when we saw the football team training, so we sat like losers in an empty stadium and watched them train for a bit. American football isn’t as exciting as it looks in the movies though, so it was a short visit.
I definitely thought I took more photos than that, woops!
By the time we left Harvard we’d done about a million kilometres of walking, so we rushed home to watch another spectacular sunset from the porch in Winthrop.
It was honestly so weird and slightly overwhelming to sit in that moment on the porch, with the sun going down, and realise we had been in Europe only a couple of days ago, and now that whole two month part of the trip was just completely over. Life moves so quickly it’s terrifying. LUCKILY I’m slightly obsessed with America, so I couldn’t wait to keep exploring, and our next stop was NYC. So real good times ahead.