The Last Day of the Year

Much to my surprise, yesterday's binge left no lasting hangover. That would have been an unpleasant way to spend the last day of the year. For this morning, I had a plan to visit Boston's Chinatown and perhaps take in breakfast. We did just that by locating the Emperor’s Garden restaurant where they were serving Chinese dim sum. The early morning meal was perfect and it gave us time to plan out the day.

Leaving the restaurant we circled the area and found a unique martial arts shop that dealt in all sorts of weapons. Interesting nonetheless but I could not have brought any of it home. Then finally, I get a call from Melissa about meeting up. Since it would take her quite some time to take the commuter rail into the city, we forged on to our next site, the Boston Museum of Science. There, I decided that it may not be worth our while to actually tour the museum but instead elected to get tickets for the Charles Hayden Planetarium. On the venue for this morning was a special showing of Far, Far Away: The Worlds of Star Wars—a presentation that looked at the possibly of those exotic planets actually existing in our own galaxy. Once the show got out I was surprised again when Melissa met us at the exit of the theater. Short greetings subsided and we caught each other up on our ongoing lives.

Hopping on the next train Melissa takes us to Newberry Street—Boston’s version of Rodeo Drive. In one of our first store visits, we stop in at a Brooks Brothers where she suggests a supplementary sailor suit to complete my attire. I say no. Continuing on we check out the shops at Prudential Center and then make our way back toward the Commons where we walked leisurely through the park and up into the Beacon Hill area.

With the day getting late and evening upon us, the three of us find an early dinner at the Salty Dog. Finally I get a chance to experience the east coast seafood variety. Though my choice of the bluefin was out for the day, my second choice of fried calamari was very delicious. Once our stomachs settled we decide to do some last bit of sightseeing. Melissa led the way to Little Italy. By now the sun had gone down completely and a light snow had started coming down. The falling flakes that caught the light of the low street lamps had cast an almost mystical aura on this special day. Afterall, it’s New Year’s Eve.

There wasn’t much to see in Little Italy so we made our way back toward the city center. In the corner of my eye, I notice Pete’s Pub and knew right away we had to drop in. The locals were very nice and welcomed our stay in Boston. After a drink we decide to head back to the hotel to rest up before tonight’s celebration.

Fei-O-Meter
Activity: 3 | Energy: 3 | Friends: 3