Sunday, May 10, 2015 Is Mothers' Day

But we celebrated yesterday! On Saturday, I drove to an air bnb on Joy St. on Beacon Hill in Boston which is around the corner from where Deb and Paul live.

Deb met me, helped get in and leave my suitcase.  Then we went to their Whole Foods and munched out for lunch.  The supermarket and a few other stores lot has a gate and a ticket, but Whole Foods validated the ticket.  Of course, we still ended up paying because we had spent more than an hour (Paul joined us later and we lingered).  After that, I got to see their lovely one bedroom penthouse apartment. They have a little balcony so this is where I took the views from their place.

After that, we were off to the nail place. Deb got lovely lavender nails and I got these toes. I was delighted to find out that Deb treated me!

Then it was off to The Catch of the Day, Harborside. Deb had hired a Uber Taxi and soon a sleek black Mercedes driven by a sleek well dressed black driver picked us up.

I was thrilled to be at the harbor and we sat on the open air patio with a light breeze.  There were no bugs, the temperature was perfect, in the 70s.  The seafood coupled with pasta was yummy.  Here are some views from our table.

Above and below, you see the famous net art.  It's the orangey color in the center.  This 2,000 pound installation is anchored on three buildings and is a one million dollar piece of art.  The reinforced ropes have been engineered to withstand gale force winds.

Yes, I know it's not the greatest picture.  You have to understand that I have a very simple, small camera and we were two to three blocks away.

After dinner, we walked to Emily's car which was parked in another county.  (It was a long walk for me after a long day -- remember I started with a two hour drive.)  Here are some of the sights going to the parking lot.

In the center, through the opening, you can see a construction site that Deb's firm is working on.  It's going to be a really big building.

After the girls dumped me off at the room, I read for a while and finally slept.  The bnb turned out to be a futon in a tiny below the street level apartment.  There was a window with blinds parallel to the bed.  Not only am I not used to city traffic and city noise, I'm not used to hearing footsteps and suitcase wheels so loud that they seem to be in the same room with me.  Normal conversation of people on the sidewalk sounded really loud.  It's certainly good to be home -- when all traffic (foot or auto) seemed to stop at 8:30 p.m. tonight.  There was one fellow bringing milk home using a skateboard, but he wasn't nearly as noisy as what I heard in Boston!

So this morning, as I waited for Deb to pick me up, I took some shots of Joy St.  I believe Beacon Hill in Boston is one of the oldest neighborhoods.  The brick sidewalks certainly look like it!

The dark part on the left is the first door (with a lock box) to where I stayed.  There was an inner door, also with a lock box.

This archway was in the middle of the street.  The flowering trees were nice.

For the life of me, I don't know why it says Belknap St. because I was standing on Joy St.  However, the Afro Am Museum was directly across the street where I rented the room.

After Deb picked me up, Paul made us a wonderful brunch and I headed home full and very happy.  Oh yes, I forgot these pictures:

Yes, my hair is curly with the water and wind.  That's o.k., I had such a wonderful time with my girls.  Thank you so much!