Haarverd
This weekend we went out again. Trying to live up to the resolution made that we will not sit at home anymore. We were supposed to travel to Maryland over the weekend but that didn’t pan out as all parties involved were not up to it. So, wifey and me decided to make it to Boston for the weekend. We also decided to invite two of our good friends along. For some strange reason, I didn’t want to go on Friday even though we took off and we left only on Saturday. I have no clue why I was adamant to leave only on Saturday. Sometimes, I do things which I do and I have no clue why I do and I question it only afterwards.
So, we were supposed to leave at 9 in the morning but ended up leaving around 12ish after stopping at a bloody rest area and eating at Burger king. We stuffed ourselves with crap and set out on our journey towards New England. We were there by 4 in the evening and my wife pointed towards a tall ass building in downtown and asked me to drive towards it. In no time, we ended up in the parking lot of prudential center. It said public parking and I was very happy as anything public is usually free. Apparently it was not. It was a rip off. Anyways, we got into the building and made our way through the Pru center as one of my friends I met in Boston called it. The stores were all bloody expensive and I spent my time salivating by the windows of the Tag Heuer store. One day, I have got to get myself one of those. So my friend and me followed our respective wives around as they spoke to the customer service girl and planned the evening. Apparently, we wanted to have brunch the following day at the restaurant on top of this big ass building. The four of us headed by lift to the zillionth floor to make a booking for the next day brunch. The entrance was the closest we got to the restaurant and I cant remember the name. It was top of the deck or something or sounded close to that. For Easter weekend they had a special Easter brunch starting off at 70 bucks a pop. I am happy that we all decided not to go ahead with this ridiculous proposition. I am happy to note that my friends are as smart as me when it comes to money and do not like throwing it around. We hastily returned to the lift and headed literally back to earth. After that, the wives again decided that the duck tour through Boston on a Sunday blistery morning would be the best way to move ahead in life. They made the booking for the next day morning ride and then we drove to Harvard which is just a few miles away. This involved a drive via Mass Avenue into Harvard square. We were lucky enough to get parking at Harvard square. We embarked on a walk into the great seat of learning. The architecture is pretty unique with a beautiful old school setting. There were brilliant people all around carrying their IQs in a bag. There were tons of unique stores along Mass Avenue. It was cold but it was fun.
We ended up meeting with some friends of my wife. They were at this wine place which was a little too high class for me. There was nothing I could really eat or drink there. So, I settled for a cup of coffee. We spoke for a little while and then we split. We walked towards this so called restaurant which was supposed to be good. “Bombay Club”. I really didn’t care. All I cared was that it had a bar. Ended up waiting at the bar and drinking a royal horse from UB. It was a little too light for my liking. We finally found a table and the food was good and all and I am getting tired of typing.
We did plenty of good stuff which involved a duck tour through Boston. Before I forget, I like Boston. I like the culture and I like the hepness about it. I like the way everything looks pristine and thoroughly original. By the way, jersey is a confirmed shit hole. Maybe, we should move to Boston where I can go to Harvard on a bike and my wife can work as a librarian making 12-15 bucks an hour and living in a single bedroom apartment. It seems to be a place which can inspire and guide you towards a higher place. There seems to be so much of history to this place. Plus, I love the accent and I always have. Haarverd, i love you.
So, we were supposed to leave at 9 in the morning but ended up leaving around 12ish after stopping at a bloody rest area and eating at Burger king. We stuffed ourselves with crap and set out on our journey towards New England. We were there by 4 in the evening and my wife pointed towards a tall ass building in downtown and asked me to drive towards it. In no time, we ended up in the parking lot of prudential center. It said public parking and I was very happy as anything public is usually free. Apparently it was not. It was a rip off. Anyways, we got into the building and made our way through the Pru center as one of my friends I met in Boston called it. The stores were all bloody expensive and I spent my time salivating by the windows of the Tag Heuer store. One day, I have got to get myself one of those. So my friend and me followed our respective wives around as they spoke to the customer service girl and planned the evening. Apparently, we wanted to have brunch the following day at the restaurant on top of this big ass building. The four of us headed by lift to the zillionth floor to make a booking for the next day brunch. The entrance was the closest we got to the restaurant and I cant remember the name. It was top of the deck or something or sounded close to that. For Easter weekend they had a special Easter brunch starting off at 70 bucks a pop. I am happy that we all decided not to go ahead with this ridiculous proposition. I am happy to note that my friends are as smart as me when it comes to money and do not like throwing it around. We hastily returned to the lift and headed literally back to earth. After that, the wives again decided that the duck tour through Boston on a Sunday blistery morning would be the best way to move ahead in life. They made the booking for the next day morning ride and then we drove to Harvard which is just a few miles away. This involved a drive via Mass Avenue into Harvard square. We were lucky enough to get parking at Harvard square. We embarked on a walk into the great seat of learning. The architecture is pretty unique with a beautiful old school setting. There were brilliant people all around carrying their IQs in a bag. There were tons of unique stores along Mass Avenue. It was cold but it was fun.
We ended up meeting with some friends of my wife. They were at this wine place which was a little too high class for me. There was nothing I could really eat or drink there. So, I settled for a cup of coffee. We spoke for a little while and then we split. We walked towards this so called restaurant which was supposed to be good. “Bombay Club”. I really didn’t care. All I cared was that it had a bar. Ended up waiting at the bar and drinking a royal horse from UB. It was a little too light for my liking. We finally found a table and the food was good and all and I am getting tired of typing.
We did plenty of good stuff which involved a duck tour through Boston. Before I forget, I like Boston. I like the culture and I like the hepness about it. I like the way everything looks pristine and thoroughly original. By the way, jersey is a confirmed shit hole. Maybe, we should move to Boston where I can go to Harvard on a bike and my wife can work as a librarian making 12-15 bucks an hour and living in a single bedroom apartment. It seems to be a place which can inspire and guide you towards a higher place. There seems to be so much of history to this place. Plus, I love the accent and I always have. Haarverd, i love you.
posted by zambezi at 4:19 PM
3 Comments:
Ah yes. Boston. Loved it too
What doing this weekend zambezi? Care for some kayaking / biking in Jersey? There's an awesome microbrewery too we can go to.
NJ is the ARMPIT of the Northeast. Princeton is quite tolerable though.
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