Boston Jaunt

Hello TAH Folkses

Heard simply shocking Boston accents on the T. Nothing so raw since though, everyone sounds generic American or English, lots of English at the hostel here. They didn't used to travel, back in the day when I did, 20 years ago when their economy was in tatters, but they are certainly making up for lost time now.

Spent the last two days looking hard and hundreds of paintings of Albanian landscapes by Edward Lear at the Houghton Library at Harvard. It was wonderful, but it gave me an eye-strain headache of Biblical proportion.

The weather has been awesome beautiful but it poured last night and judging by my stickiness meter it might be a bit more humid than I am used to today. Nevertheless, I am walking segments of the Literary and Freedom Trails today, unless it rains again, in which case Brüno, the greatest movie since the Lion King, is out in theaters now so I can dry out at a matinee.

Met with a young woman from Covelo night before last and toured the Commons, the Haymarket and the Hall whose name I can not spell - starts with an F - and had dinner at the Green Dragon Inn, where a revolution was plotted. Heheheh. Great food and all, just wish my head had felt better.

Back to DC tomorrow.