we awoke earlier than usual today- as we had very important business to attend to. we hopped aboard a bus headed for harvard square. with our 7 day pass cards and a pocket full of dreams, we climbed aboard. 'i like that we have 7 day cards, makes us feel less like tourists'. as mum said this, she heard a loud beep as she fed her card into the note dispenser hole instead of the ticket hole. yep, seamless and not at all like tourists...
arriving at the square, the sights out the bus window rapidly changed. sorority houses with lush green grass flew by, and immaculately up kept sports fields came into view. hoppinjg off the bus, we entered the grounds of the harvard yard. it housed the main buildings (libraries, historical sites etc). the day was warm and sunny, and people lay out on the grass enjoying the sunshine. prospective parents and their children wandered through the area, being guided by students of the university.
looking suitably wanky.
student giving a tour of 'hahvahd'
wandering into an empty classroom, we found a bunch of spanish navy sailors standing at the lecturn taking photos and laughing. they soon cleared out and we decided to copy. donning her glasses and approaching the lectern, mum began to lecture and ramble to her grand class of nobody. as i set up the camera, a woman walked in and greeted us. 'can i help you?' 'oh no im just doing a presentation... about nothing'. mum laughed. the woman did not. rapidly a sea of people entered the small classroom as mum remained at the front of the class. realizing it was in fact a summer school class, we thanked them for their attention and flew out the room before falling about ourselves laughing.
lunch was delicious buttery crunchy crust pizza slice, with a home made raspberry lemonade. we sat in harvard, and felt suitably wanky. a sea of maroon passed us- people wearing their harvard attire. we sauntered a little further before getting on the t train to downtown in order to find some new luggage.
initially walking from number 1 to 800 boylston street, we ended up at our initially recommended luggage shop. positioned in a wealthy area, the prices were exorbitantly expensive. we hopped back on the train and headed for the downtown department stores. we eventually found a fairly giant suitcase at macy's, as well as mac cosmestics and an insane shiseido salesperson who gave mum a facial.
super indie with my giant herschel's backpack.
our trip home was not without its difficulties. hot and bothered, we hopped aboard the train at about 9pm. thinking peak hour would not be that late- we were shocked to find we were right in the heat of it. climbing aboard with a 29" suitcase, we were doing a really great job of the inconspicuous tourist thing! half way through our trip, we were informed that this train had decided to terminate. no reasoning. just felt like it. clambering off with the suitcase, we stood on the side of the road. the train remained in place, and a few minutes later was taking passengers again. peculiar. nevertheless, we climbed back on- to find that when the train started again it was headed back into the city. great!
we eventually made our way home, stopping to pick up dinner and cart our giant suitcase home. now to sleep in preparation for our independence day festivities!
