Here is the picture essay from our schmancy trip to Boston for Christmas.
Jim looks like a serious bouncer in this picture, outside the Parker House where we stayed on Christmas Eve.
You'd think I'd never seen room service, as excited as I am here. Most everywhere in Boston was closed on Christmas Eve, hence the room service. It was delicious, by the by.
Presents! I love presents!!!!
After this, we went to late lunch/early dinner at Beacon Hill Bistro, where I had amazing fish and seafood and Jim had lamb that he raved about. After one last drink at the Parker House, it was into a cab and back to our real lives in Medford. Such fantasies aren't meant to last and even Cinderella had to face reality at midnight.
2 comments:
who knew that a person could get so excited over greasy, lukewarm food delivered by some surly guy who would obviously rather be somewhere else...
room service!
presents!
ducklings!
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