Boston: Quack quack!

When my Uncle Mon (wearing black in the picture), Mama's youngest brother, heard that we were coming here, he wanted us to come visit him in the East Coast. He wanted us to fly to Boston, to be exact. So on May 14, we took the 5-hour flight to Boston with Uncle Amante (beside me in the picture).

Boston is really brrr-cold and certainly different from suburban Santa Barbara where we're staying with Uncle Amante. Boston is a city and it reminded me of home. They had the T -- modes of transportation including the subway and buses. Schools like Harvard and MIT were close by. Parking was horrendous though. Parking spaces aren't even reserved for landowners. It makes me wonder why they call Boston the Walking City. Maybe because you have to walk two or three blocks to where your car is parked.

Trees and brick houses were abundant, they reminded me of old and ancient America. The East is certainly older than the West. The East Coast gives me the impression of cold winters with old and established institutions. Whereas the West is synonymous to sun, sand, and waves.

It's amazing that I've had the opportunity to cross America. I've seen the waves of the Pacific Ocean on the way to Santa Barbara. And I've felt the ice-cold waters of the Atlantic Ocean in Cape Cod. In the picture, my uncles are telling us to hurry up as we walk toward one of Cape Cod's beaches. The beaches were beautiful and flat. There were no sailboats and certainly no swimmers (hindi dahil may shark or jellypish, malamig kasi ). It looked as if I can draw the horizon with my finger.

We also took the Duck Tours that went around the city in this amphibious vehicle. One minute we were ogling at the Big Dig (Haha ), then we were in the Charles River the next. The city has a lot of history to it and there are a lot of neat bridges across the Charles. I also learned in this tour that it has lots of Dunkin' Donuts and Starbucks Coffee branches, meaning the people are high on caffeine in Boston.

We went to see Harvard and MIT. Our visit made me wonder how it would be like to study there. We also to Boston's Public Gardens where the famous sculpture of the ducks is found. And I really like the picture that I took of it.

That's about it for our Boston adventure. Quack quack!