It’s been a strange year, and I ended up moving to Boston. I had a short list of places I was looking for jobs in, including Chicago which I was really gunning for. At the end of it all I was offered a job in Michigan and a job in Boston and chose the latter to work on an awesome campaign.
So here is my completely irrelevant commentary about my new home.
People in Boston are fit! If I’m freezing and standing somewhere I usually only have to look to the side to see someone in shorts jogging. Bless ‘em.
The one’s that aren’t running are smoking. Seriously, with cigarettes as high as they are here, I’m constantly shocked that I’m not the only one smoking. What gives?
The T system is magic. You wave your card to get on, and there are escalators everywhere. Sadly though the magic ends around 12:30am when the magic T goblins fall asleep?
Everything closes early, which astounds me. Boston is still a big city but there’s not a lot of night life. And so few 24 hour establishments!
The wonder of architecture: how did they build houses on these rolling hills? And how do those people jog up my street?
Boston is crazy segregated, surprisingly so for this Detroiter. And like lots of other places, the T doesn’t really go to the neighborhoods full of brown folks. Sigh.
Shit is expensive. I make a great salary for Michigan but I’m going to be constantly broke. I nearly doubled my rent to move here! I’ll include a donation link later.
My cat Mango loves living alone so far, and I think I do too. But only for awhile! I miss living with others, or I will eventually.
I can finally enjoy lightly flavored seltzer water everyday!
I learned a few new things: never, ever think you can afford a cab from the airport, take the T because I get lost EVERY TIME I drive, particularly when I visit Alison in East Boston and end up in Cambridge on the way home, and pronounce things really strangely like “Quinzy” for “Quincy” and we all know about Wochester.
Also, don’t make eye contact in the train! Even if the midwesterner in me wants to say HI! to everyone!

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Yeah, it is best to get to our house via T. Everyone gets lost.
Alison
December 3, 2010 at 1:55 pm