Day 40: The best laid plans of mice and men...
I'm Adam Sell and I have two months left before I leave Boston. My challenge? Do something in the city every day. Have ideas for my adventure? Send me an email.
Over the first two-thirds of this little project, there have been a couple of themes. One of them is that I really like visiting museums. I'm a curious guy, indeed. (Wow, I had to keep making that sentence longer to get all the links in. I'm not sure if it even makes sense anymore.) But the other reigning themes are that I really like to eat (and how), and that my initial plans frequently implode, forcing me to improvise.
Such was the case today - I had wanted to stop by Betty's Wok and Noodle, having heard excellent things about their little diner where Mass. Ave and Huntington meet, but I found it closed when I got there. Yikes. Well, I decided to play it by ear, and I just kept walking in the general direction of Copley Square, hoping something would jump out at me (literally or figuratively). I meandered over to Newbury Street and fought my way through the densely-packed crowds of tourists and spied a little sushi place tucked into a corner.
After getting my raw fish on a bed of rice, I hoofed it back toward Copley Square, with the thought of just sitting in the sun and watching people go by as I ate. On one side of me were several well-dressed folks filing into Trinity Church for a wedding, and on the other were tourists, trying to get just the right angle for their picture of the Hancock Tower. I've written about little restful enclaves of the city before, but somehow, I'd forgotten that Copley Square was just that.
I do love those fountains. That's something I think I'm going to particularly miss about Boston after September begins - the ability to just plop down, eat lunch, and watch people in a familiar environment. It won't be the same when I hardly know what Metro stop I'm nearest to. I have a nagging concern that I'll become a regular at some chain restaurant near where I work, just out of routine. The moral of today's story, though: having a destination is nice. Having no idea what's going to happen is often nicer. And every now and then, just sit down and watch.
I have twenty days left in this project. Let's see if I can practice what I preach.
Contributors
Nicole Cammorata is a Mass. native who is keen on antique hunting, musical theater, and the great outdoors.
Milva DiDomizio is a New England native who's fond of cooking, singing, and Boston's arts and culture scene.
Emily Sweeney is a Boston native who goes out all over, from Irish pubs in Southie to the roller rink in Dorchester.
