I went to Boston this past weekend, and it was everything that I had hoped it would be. Lots of odd characters, street performers, live music, etc. I woke early Saturday morning (late), then I rushed to eat a nutritious breakfast (poptarts) and get ready to go. At 9:45, my friend and I hit the road with a fully charged ipod and a full day ahead of us. We drove the infamous Nordica (my friend's classy car) to the train station in Haverhill, MA. We made it to the station JUST in time. The train took a little over an hour to get us to Boston. When we arrived, we set out walking. I don't think I have ever walked so much in my life. Weaving our way through the fruit market was maybe my favorite part. It was filled with so many people in such a rush, there were heads of cabbage flying through the air, grapes rolling around on the ground and tomatoes squashing beneath the feet of unsuspecting customers.
There were quite a few wolf whistles directed toward my friend and I, one man even had the balls to yell out, "Shmeggle Shmeggle!!" I haven't a clue what that was supposed to mean but it made for a good laugh. We straggled on, stopping into every single shop along the way. I am now the proud owner of the new Vampire Weekend album
Contra. 
On the train ride home, we saw a man dressed like a pimp on a pimp trip taking pimp tablets to increase his pimpness. It was the highlight of the day. Besides the fruit market.
PIMP
Pimp has spotted us!
Pigeon
