how to feel like a true bostonian.

man, today is the day for me to feel like a true bostonian [or, at least what i imagine bostonians really do].

step 1: read an oral history of good will hunting from boston magazine on the elliptical and swoon over two of boston's greatest treasures [obviously seen at left].

step 2: move into boston's iconic south end, into a truly amazing loft.

i'm pretty excited today.  more pictures to come of the move - but we have a few more hours til the truck and movers show up.  i am pretty stoked for the rest of my weekend, which will include cleaning up the loft and unpacking millions of boxes.  so far this has felt like an extended vacation, but getting into our own home i'm hoping will finally have us feeling like this is for real.

and i will have a couch for visitors to crash on :)

high high #29

we got the apartment!

yes, we finally have a place to live here that isn't my dad's spare bedroom/home office.  now i promised a few pictures once it was official so here you go.

to the left of the entrance - amazing fireplace!

lovely kitchen, more counter space than at home!

courtyard-facing loft means nice views, less noise

view from the kitchen into the loft

 and, as with yesterday's high high, today's comes with a low also.  the city of boston is impossible to move into.  all moving trucks have to have permits, and you must apply for these well in advance of your move, and you must have the meter numbers that you will be blocking, and you must PAY for how much those meters would bring in had you not been blocking it all day.  so i'm still working on figuring that out.

but huzzah, we finally have our boston loft!  kind of feels like we are moving backwards in phases... that phase of your 20-something life when you have the nice apartment in a great part of a magnificent city is supposed to come before you buy the house and go back to school.  but that's ok - i'm just happy to finally be home :)

til next time...

high high #28

 

this is so unbelievably true it's depressing.  drop me in the middle of the city [nyc] and i can find my way where i need to go.  now here in boston, my new city?  nothing.   it's awful.  

now you might be wondering why this is a 'high' and not a low.  few reasons - first, i don't count my lows because that's depressing, and 2 -i am getting to know my city.  getting on the T [what they call the subway system here] and heading to allston to a tattoo shop.  jumping on for two stops to our new local movie theater.  figuring out which stop takes me to my brother's office in cambridge, and which one takes me to the closest madewell on newbury st.  i love that feeling of getting to know a new city - and i feel like i am getting to know mine.  

we are till waiting to get confirmation of our apartment, but it should be sometime in the next 5 days or so with the holiday.  then i will really feel like i can get to know our new home.

til next time...