What do ya mean where the hell have I been? We were on a break!
And now we’re back. The spring semester started today. In addition to taking another photography class and lab, I’m taking a “real” class: Russian History!
Okay, all my previous classes where “real” too. What I mean is that I’m trying to take the last 3 classes I need to get my AA. Chris seems to think that while he is getting his Masters degree, I should go ahead and finish up my Associates. Jeez, when ya put it that way…
So, what’s left? After fulfilling my Multicultural Studies requirement this semester, I’ll need a Health/Physical Education class (I’m thinking Yoga!) and Speech.
flippin’ speech class. I have been avoiding that class for over … well… a lot of years.
damn. Let’s not think about that. Russian History!! 9:30 am tomorrow! wOOt!
Oh hell, you didn’t really think I would post the next installment of our Boston trip recap the very next day as promised did you? What are ya new?!
Well, I did have good intentions. I just didn’t foresee getting sick. I blame Kyle.
So, a mere 4 days late, I give you my Friday in Boston:
Chris had another meeting to attend, so after sleeping in a bit, I headed out to the Museum of Fine Arts.
King Menkaura (Mycerinus) and queen
Virgin and Child with Saint John the Baptist by Sandro BotticelliEcce Homo by Hieronymus Bosch (sadly lacking in demons)Part of the Richard Avedon Fashion exhibit
While I saw some great art, I still think the Detroit Institute of Arts is a superiour museum. I’ve been spoiled. But I will say that the MFA’s gift shop has the best art book collection I’ve ever seen! And then the museum turned into a casino and it took me another hour to get the hell out of it. damn.
By the time I got back to the hotel, Chris was done with his meetings. Yay! And we headed back out to see the city. We walked along the harbors and then cut in to go to the North End. Walked over to the Old North Church and the Copp’s Hill Burying Ground. Then we walked back through downtown to the Old State House. Unfortunately it was almost closing time by then so we didn’t get to take the tour. So it was back to the streets and to the hotel to plan for dinner.
Statue of Paul RevereAngel of Death on headstone.Headstone at Copp's Hill Burying GroundOld State HouseOur hotel - the Intercontinental.
That was a hella lot of walking. Our 4 Diamond hotel had a lovely tub, but was lacking epson salts.
