Reminisce: or don’t..

I woke up feeling like a weirdo.. Seriously just had the coolest/strangest dream…

I was sent back in time 10 years ago with the strength I have and the intelligence I’ve collected — advantaged like Tom Brady.  Then like Nostradamus, I had the ability to predict the future; however, every event and it’s forthcoming was subjective to change depending on how differently I would re-do the moment.  Needless to say, as each year went by I began to go through each monumental event, friend, hot crush, and heart break in my life.  I felt the full range of emotions come over me as the dream became even more real.  I changed everything.. the activities, the schooling efforts, my actions, even how I talked and dressed.  I then woke up in a duality of perspective.  I realized I was still the same person making mistakes.. I wouldn’t have changed my past given the advantages or opportunity.  Why?  Because without that stride through life through those important years of experimenting, the streams wouldn’t have led to one and I would have never come upon living here in Beantown..

You gotta come out here.  These were taken a few weeks ago upon the arrival of Spring:

This was taken from across the Longfellow Bridge.  This kind of dips into South Central Boston, where the best shopping can be had.  This place gives birth to the most glamorous of shoes and the most broken of wallets [speaking for myself].

To be perfectly honest, I don’t actually live in the city of Boston, moreover just across the way from it, in Cambridge.  This picture was taken closer to my neck of the woods.  This is right next to MIT, who houses one of the best Taquerias in all of Boston area: Anna’s.  It’s no Cafe Rio, but it’s the next best thing.

Here’s a glance down the stroll from Boston into Cambridge.  This bridge, in short, is pretty sweet.  It use to be called the Cambridge bridge but later renamed to the Longfellow bridge, named after Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, a poet.  It was first erected in 1812 but was rebuilt in the early 1900’s.

Here’s a better side profile of the bridge:

This was taken from the Boston side shore line.

Here’s a shot from the flip side (Cambridge going into Boston – Beacon Hill):

This city is so sick.  There’s the skyline for the financial district, where I usually spend most my leisure time when I have my days off.

And here’s my trusted steed, the famous chariot waltzing over the Longfellow.  They call it the Red line:

Skye likes to drop stink bombers on this train.  Not really cool, we all suffer, especially the elderly folk.

So in the heart of Boston lays a pretty cool park called Boston Commons.  It’s the oldest park in the US (1634).  At first it was a place to graze cattle, then it was used for hanging men – gallows were removed later, and now it’s a park with a parking lot underneath it:

Gets a statue for reading?.. Where’s mine for ping pong?

Notice the building in the deep depth of field in this picture.  This is the Massachusetts State House.  It was built on land once owned by John Hancock, who also became Massachusetts first elected governor.  Do you see that gold bling of-a- dome on top?  That’s cash money – $300,000 in 23k gold.  Bling kings.

This is over in the North end, right off the Haymarket stop.  Love this one:

Below me is the Old State House:

Built in 1713, it is the oldest surviving public building in Boston, and the seat of the first elected legislature in the New World – thank you Wiki.

Right across the way from here is the famous Faneuil Hall.  Which happens to be, in my humble opinion, the most enjoyable place in Boston to act a complete fool (and/or tourist).  This is Quincy Market – it’s part of many freedom trail landmarks, with countless shops and restaurants:

Nasty times and memories here.  I’ll spare the details, but let’s just say she was only wearing sandals and baby poop was everywhere.

In the backdrop of the Faneiul Hall you have the famous Marriott Custom House Hotel:

..Which really isn’t famous.  I lied about that.  But the clock is pretty cool and reminds me of the Disney Peter Pan.

Last shot and we’ll end it with a luxury shot of the Cambridge shore to the Charles River:

Life is too short.. forget changing your past, live in the present, look to the future.