I love nothing more than to travel. If I won the lottery, I would buy a beautiful sailboat and live on it with Bill. I would name it something really clever and we [Bill, the boat, and I] would sail around the entire world. Although I don’t have my boat yet, nor do I buy lottery tickets, I can still find ways to see the world… a little bit at a time.
This week, I made a trip up to bean town to indulge in some clam chowder, historical adventures, and vintage books. My travel buddy, Katie, had a few vacation days to use up and I’m always up for a trip. Unfortunately, I caught a cold the morning of our flight and it almost ruined our little jaunt [did you know that Boston doesn’t have walk-in clinics? we’re so spoiled in the South]. I found a lovely pharmacist that gave me “happy medicine” and indeed it was.
Our first night, we were tired from traveling so we decided on simply eating at the oldest restaurant in the country, The Union Oyster House. No big deal. Our hotel was near Faneiul Hall and Quincy Market, so we walked through it on our way to the restaurant. It was beautifully lit at night. At Union, we had the seafood platter and cups of clam chowder. This was the best clam chowder I had the entire trip and I had a lot.