mid trip

The view of boston in the distance is always pretty.

So far I've been seeing new sights and making new friends. I sure am getting sick of planes. Missed my flight today, guess I have to delay the torture of 6 hours of cramped legs til tuesday. I've had a quesy stomach for the past couple days and it's finally settling down. There are awesome classic bikes everywhere; I want a new motorcycle pretty bad. One of the best things about this town is the abundance of designated motorcycle parking spaces. There is no end to the awesome independent businesses and the breakfast spots alone trump anything I've had in the past few years. (aside from kate's maybe.) The vegan chorizo hash/milkshake combo at St. Francis made me question everything I've come to accept as decent. When you can lounge in a park wearing a tshirt in november, its tough to see a better alternative. Brad tells tales of nighttime road rides with head lamps, hills, and no traffic.