Street Walkers
Wednesday, February 8, 2017 at 01:52PM 
Yes, my husband and I are street walkers...and fortunately we live in an area that provides some very lovely streets to do our walking...this weekend we, once again decided to do Boston...but with a bit of a twist..
As most of you know, last week I celebrated a HUGE birthday. Don't ask me how it happened because I have no idea...one day I was a young girl just hanging in my neighborhood and now all of a sudden...like a flash in a pan, I'm 70. Like Jaxson always says, "your kidding me, right". Actually no, I'm not kidding you. So to lift myself up, I took good ole James to Boston for a little get-away. His birthday is also in January so we always celebrate them together. He is substantially older than me by a year...but here's the thing, we might be older but we can still find our way around and move. Boston has been a special place for us since we were young kids dating. Jim went to Suffolk University and he lived on Commercial Street in the North End. We had some great times in those days, walking and eating in all the cheap pizza shops. Our favorite being The European. Our hearts were broken when they closed for good but it didnt' stop us from still hitting the streets of the North End. There have been lots of changes over the years but one thing is always consistent, Boston is full of excitement, adventures and great food. It is also a photographers paradise...
It was a cloudy, cold day day but we were ready for a break from all the news about Trumpy and just wanted to take our book bags and go.. I got us the sweetest little room on Charles St. at the bottom of Beacon Hill. It was quiet and so close to everything. We didn't use the car the entire time we were there. Because we went on Sunday, parking was free over-night. Bonus. The other bonus was that the Beacon Hill Hotel and Bistro was at the lower end of Charles Street, just two blocks from the Boston Common and the Public Gardens...we checked in and headed out...
Are you kidding me...this is what's happening at the bottom of the hill. This is what we were running away from. This is the protest march after Trumpy but the ban on immigrants coming into our country...the energy was electric...and so we joined in for a bit...
A little further up the street we came to the Frog Pond on the Boston Common...now that was exciting also..so many people out just having a good time. So festive with the blue lights in the trees. It was just so much fun to watch them gliding along and yes, there were also a few tumbles by the little ones...I remembered the days when we would skate after school and on weekends. One year for Christmas I got the best gift ever, my blue ice skates with grey fur balls on the shoe string. I loved them so much. I'm pretty sure I wore them out.
Crossing over Beacon Street we headed up to Louisburg Square... I always like to go up there and see how things are decorated and who might be about...This is the classiest part of the Hill. I was not disappointed..Look at this doorway. I had to take it for Jenna...she loves Burbury and she gave me the most beautiful Burbury scarf for Christmas. So elegant...lots of the doorways were still decorated from the holiday season..
Moving on...but I did want to show you how narrow the streets are and that the cobblestones are still in place from the beginning of the hill...some of the sidewalks don't even really qualify as sidewalks but still, so very lovely..
Pinckney Street...we just happened upon it. It is not very easy to find...but I have read about it. In the back on the left is a motorcycle. Honestly, I think that's the only thing that could fit in this driveway.
Another beautiful entrance way. What I especially loved about this one is the little window to the right with the lamp lit. I wondered if someone might be sitting in there, on this cold winters day, with a lovely cup of tea and a good book or perhaps some hand work on their lap or maybe they were snuggled in with a nice cashmere throw.
I wish I had written down the name of this street. I love the way the trees bend and all the wonderful window boxes. The deep shadows when the sun did finally come out and the mail man just doing his job. How exhausted he must be at the end of the day climbing up and down that hill, perhaps at the end of the day he might stop at one of the many old pubs that exist in Boston. Fortunately, even though I don't know the name of the street, I do know how to find it again.
I came across this man climbing the hill with his bag and cane. We greet each other, him climbing and me resting. He was on his way to the market stand at the top of the hill...He is stronger than me. I don't think I could walk the hill and carry anything heavier than my camera...these are neighborhood residents. They shop like the Europeans, daily in all the little shops.
By this time we were ready for a little rest...so back to the Hotel for a bit and some much needed reading and cup of tea...
Later we went out to dinner a few doors down. It was o.k. but not great, which was disappointing but do check back in at another time and I'll tell you about the little breakfast place very close to where we stayed.
I hope you enjoyed seeing parts of Boston that you might not have been to and maybe plan a little trip for yourself in the near future. Both Jim and I love to travel but this past year has not worked out well for so many reasons. Here's the thing though, you don't have to go far and you don't have to go for weeks at a time. Sometimes just one night is all you need to lift your spirits, get a new perspective and know that it not how old you are, it's the the doing that counts. For me that doing always includes my camera and a few good glasses of wine and a willing partner. Jim has been that for sure, for a very long time.
“Each of us is a book waiting to be written, and that book, if written, results in a person explained.”
― Thomas M. Cirignano
“Just to be in Boston, in Cambridge, on a Monday night was very horrifying to me. It frightens me . . . All the stores closing up by 5 or 6, coffeehouses being open maybe until 11, just the sense that the world shuts down and you're left with yourself.”
― Ann Douglas
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Reader Comments (10)
It's been several years since I've been to Boston, which is ridiculous considering how close it is and that the Downeaster stops only blocks from where I live. I suppose it might be different if I had a travel partner. I am perhaps too much of a homebody, but I did enjoy your tour!
This is such a beautiful area, Cheryl, and one that I will be in next weekend!
Thank you so much for taking us along with you!
Again, you totally blow me away with the way you just pick up and GO!
I may ask you for the name of the place you stayed.
I'm trying to remember the B&B I finally found on Beacon Hill!
The parking always intimidates me . . . but you just DO IT!
And now, flying south again this weekend!
You're amazing . . .
LOVE these photos of my beloved Boston.
Hard to believe I lived there so many years ago.
Hugs to Jim . . . you two are the BEST!
xox
Your photo walk looks lovely. you take such amazing photos and happy birthday a little late. 70 and you are going strong!!!
I enjoyed very much this winter walk through the streets of Boston with you Cheryl... what a lovely place to spend a few days... some narrow streets and houses with bow-windows... it looks like some places in London...
I also enjoyed your pictures because they show the life inside Boston... Christmas still in the air on entrance doors, children sliding on the ice, young people marching against lamentable Trump's awful decisions.... and this old man, lending on his cane, slowly and steadily walking up the hill , his tote in the other hand... there is so much humanity, so much kindness and watchfulness in these pictures... thanks so much Cheryl for sharing not only these wonderful views of a beautiful city but also the kind and benevolent eye you hold on your fellow people...
What a great place to walk around! Thank you for taking us there with you. The cobble stone, brick, and narrow streets have such character, perfect for picture taking. Your idea of a getaway sounds like mine, a camera, a few glasses of good wine and a travel partner. :)
I love everything about this post! The great story, your vibrance and of course your gorgeous photography! Short trips like that are such a pick-me-up.
I love love love that whole area. I worked at 28 State for many years and Summer Street. Still go up for meetings. I love the North End, Waterfront walk, the gardens etc. It had become such a beautiful walking city.
I would love to know the name of the hotel you stayed at and if you would stay there again?
That all looks and sounds wonderful! You walked some of my favorite streets, filled with such charming entry ways. Growing up, I lived in a little town that was in walking distance to everything...the library, my fave Italian restaurant, a playground, an ice cream shop...I so miss that! Happy Birthday and keep on walkin!
Cheryl,
reviewing your pics again, now that they're so recent in my mind!
I got some beautiful architectural shots in the South End!
The pond was "drained" when we were in the Gardens . . .
Do they have a separate rink for skating?