It has been a year already...
Heart ache, doubts,issues.
I am very much in love with this town (city always be Manhattan)!
Peculiar, conservative, historical.
I've learned so much!
How to talk, how to hold back my worlds and sometimes my behavior.
It is a small place therefore caution is always welcomed.
The pace is definitely slower but I still run to take the "T", people are patient (shocker) and waiting seems to be the norm.
The suburbs is only 15 minutes away and drive in to the city is a project, the majority only commutes no more than 10 minutes.
They are healthy and bikes are part of the picture.
Geese and turkeys walk around like it is the natural habitat, never seen a turkey before unless he was laying on the table for Thanksgiving.
They wear top siders, barn coats, argyle, pearls.
The vocabulary is way different:
Uey= u turn
Barrel= trash can
Bundles= bags full of groceries
Half moon= black and white cookies
I found out that I speak New Yorker/Jew with a Brazilian accent which make matters worse.
At&t is not famous and my 917 area code is matter of laughter.
Restaurants close their kitchen at 10:00 pm...
Everybody wants to be somebody, they have to make it to the list.
Fashion is not a priority but education is.
Delivery is rare and some days I could trade my tiara for a nice Latte at my door.
I learned to like hockey and hide my Yankees hat.
My east side is Boylston street and Uptown is the Copley mall.
My metro card was replaced for the Charlie card.
I am happy, fatter and matted.
My new shirt?
I LOVE BOSTON!!!