I took a break after noon today to take a walk in the city - Boston. I walked out the door, cross the street and see a bunch of people flocking around a black guy with a Maori like face tattoo. They are pointing camera phones and snapping pictures and I think it must be because of the tattoo. As I pass by I get a good look - I'm intrigued by the face tattoo - and I recognize Mike Tyson. Just here, walking on the streets of Boston by the old courthouse.
So I wander down to Quincy market and look at all the yummy foods, but don't feel like eating anything. So I'm wandering around and I keep hearing these big crashing noises and I'm thinking, wow - there's a lot of construction going on. But then I realize it's not construction at all - it's Thunder!
I make it back to the office with tiny sprinkles on my head, only to get up to the 31st floor in time for the show to begin. The theatre gets dark with clouds covering the entire palette of downtown Boston, then the light show begins and the cymbals crash. It's gorgeous, beautiful, I'm electrified and energized even as I finish up my meetings.
I'm totally digging on Boston today. I'm even imagining living here in one of the small 4 story brick buildings. Surrounded by the history and the freedom the United States represents.
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