Wait, you ask, what happened to Project Adventure Week 8? Well, that particular adventure involved having a 3D sculpture made of myself, and I’m still waiting on the sculpture to arrive. So, let’s skip along to Week 9. I used the excuse of Tom’s birthday to enact an adventure I’ve wanted to try for a while: being a tourist in my own town.
I struggle with Boston. I’m not a sports person, I don’t like winter and I’m obsessed with big, throbbing metropolises like London and New York. I can be hard on this little city of ours. But that changed last Saturday, when I decided to take a weekend break in my own backyard, and celebrate Tom’s birthday with the spirit of adventure I’d adopt if we were spending the weekend as tourists in a new city.
There was no way we could feel like tourists if we stayed at home, so the first step was checking in to the Liberty Hotel in Beacon Hill. The hotel used to be a prison, and it’s been converted to keep the spirit of captivity alive. The views from a lot of the rooms are terrific, though we got stuck on a low floor that overlooked Mass Eye and Ear’s Emergency Room. But once we’d ordered and consumed a bottle of champagne, everything looked divine. Staying in a hotel room less than a mile from where you actually live is pretty decadent. I highly recommend you try it.
Saturday night, we had dinner in a restaurant we’d never been to before, the fabulous West Bridge in Kendall Square. West Bridge gained notoriety when pretty much every food journalist in Boston named their Egg in a Jar a must-eat. We tried it, and I can assure you, it’s good. Adventure in a jar, I’d dare say. West Bridge is a small plates restaurant, but we had so many small plates that we felt ready to explode… at which point, we ordered the cookies and ice cream. Mmmmmm.
The adventure continued on Sunday, where we ate both breakfast and lunch at places we’d never been to before, wandered around Brookline, a neighborhood where we never hang out because it’s such an arduous 20 minute subway ride away, and went record shopping at Newbury Comics (we only ever buy records when we’re traveling… but technically, we were traveling…)
To make sure we documented all of our Boston sightseeing adventures, I gave Tom a Happy Birthday instant camera from Urban Outfitters, and told him we had to use the whole thing up by the end of the weekend. Here’s the result:
Tom said that this was the best birthday weekend he’d ever had, which either means it was a pretty great adventure or that I’ve done a really bad job of entertaining him on previous birthdays. In either case, the weekend left us with a renewed glow of love for our fair city and a commitment to try more new places more often. And also, learn how to make Egg in a Jar.