Brrr in Boston
Wonderful night last night seeing my girlfriends even if the 80s music piped so loud through Scampo made us feel more like dancing than chit chatting across a big round table. But today, we got up late, and in a snap set out to see Boston on foot. After traipsing through the Common already barren and winterized, freezing our buns off, we raced down Newbury Street towards Patagonia and left with enough warm clothing to…