Walking Lots, Eating More

Boston has amazing art and culture. The architecture truly rivals its older, Eurpoean sister cities. And history. So much of the history of this nation took place and is chronicled here.

Dreamer and I are shopping. Every so often, I remember to point out something of historical relevance. Every so often, she stops to take a picture of some particular beauty. But really. We hardly break stride. 'Cause there's shopping to do.

When our feet get tired, we must take a break of course. Pizza. Italian. Greek. Indian. Pastries. A river of tea and an ocean of coffee.

It is, afterall, vacation.

Don't Dreamer, the Muppet and Peaches look great? Yeah, I think so too.






And because I feel a wee bit guilty about posting my friends without being willing to put myself out there, too, here is the (in need of slight alterations) dress I didn't buy. But it was a close thing:






















Now I must go wake Dreamer, as it is almost noon and we have more shopping to do!

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.