I grew up in a really small town in New Hampshire. I've seen a lot in my life, but many of it was contained to the small town that I've grown to love and to hate all at the same time.
Last night at the spur of the moment, a friend of mine asked if I wanted to go walk around Boston with him all night. At first I thought he had to be kidding...Boston?! Leaving at 10 PM to go to Boston?! But I've been trying to seek more ways to experience life, so I went for it.
First of all, right when we got on the highway, we got stuck behind a woman who was drunk as a skunk. Absolutely hammered. Swerving all around the highway, not knowing here from there. She was annihilated. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's drunk drivers. The only reason I'm bringing this up...Is because out of nowhere, she got a flat tire and had to pull over. What are the odds that she'd have a flat tire right when she was so loaded that she was apt to kill somebody? Whether you believe in God or the energies of the universe, something made that flat tire happen! What are the odds?
Anywho, onto a WAY more positive experience. Once we arrived, the person I was with was telling me about how everything usually looks much prettier at night due to the bridge being lit up. I didn't care, I was STILL in absolute awe by the tall buildings and orchestra of city lights. It was so beautiful. I hadn't been to the city in so long, and seeing it at night is such a different experience.
We got out and walked to this really fancy hotel because he had to use the bathroom. The hotel was absolutely GORGEOUS. I felt like I was in a movie. Everyone in suits and ties...Chandeliers looking like they must cost 75k each...Display cases of pearls and diamonds...It was phenomenal. I remember one guy coming up to me and saying, "Are you waiting to print money?" I thought to myself, "Yeah right, like I even have money!" Ha! Everyone was just so exquisite looking...
I remember thinking about how everyone is just prettier in the city. Everyone is just so fancy like from an old film with jazzy background music. Almost everyone was dressed fashionably and professionally. One woman strikes my memory in particular. We were walking down an alleyway (Not a bad one), and a woman came out of a building with a red rose in her hair, tied back into a bun, with white gloves and smoking from one of those cigarette holders you see in 1950's films. That's what it all felt like to me, a movie.
We saw college kids just coming out of a rave, messed up out of their minds. But it was all still so interesting to me. We saw amazing murals (Including the ninja-esque one pictured). Everyone is just so FRIENDLY! We even ran into two guys from Australia! I wish we had of talked to them more!
I know the city seems like such a small thing to most people, but I just hadn't seen anything like it in so long. We walked the glamorously lit up streets til almost 1 in the morning. It was 30 degrees, but I didn't care. I couldn't even complain about being cold with how beautiful it was.