To be blunt, summer in Boston is a little bit … umm…. well, it has never truly felt like “summer” to me. And I’ve spent 5, maybe 6 (gosh darn, time flies) summers here in the Bean. It’s hot, and sticky and the beach isn’t easily accessible. To be clear, I live in Boston, Boston. Not some suburb of Boston. Not Brookline. Not J.P. I live in Boston proper. I love and adore my neighborhood, I love and adore my apartment and I am so lucky to live in this wonderful place. But, the time has come to say farewell to the drunk red sox fans are singing Rhianna at 2 am outside my windows. Not that they don’t exhibit true passion or anything, they do, certainly! But enough is enough. Of course I can’t end any paragraph or statement about Fenway Park and it’s ridiculously close proximity to my apartment without mentioning that there was a day when I really did LOVE living so close … the day that this happened:
But I digress…
Summer is SO. SHORT. We must bask in it’s warm and sunshiny goodness as much as possible.
Okay, yes, Boston-Summer has it’s pros for sure… why else would I have stayed for so many of them? I love walking around the Common and Comm Ave and seeing the gardens in full bloom and walking around and not being freezing. And of course I love SOWA and all the other markets and such that take place… but none of this really feels like a good old fashioned summer to me.
The problem is, I guess, that I know what a summery summer is like… because that is what I was lucky enough to have for the first 18 summers of my life. You know what I am talking about – summers that include luxuries like being able to be barefoot and be outside at the same time, eating things that were barbecued in the backyard… having a backyard…. going to the beach at least weekly, riding my bike with a significantly lesser chance of being killed…. things like that. The truth is a I miss all that stuff when I am in Boston for the summer. I miss my friends, and my parents and my family gatherings and my other summer-of-yesteryear type events.
I’m lucky enough that I can change the summer situation… and I have pretty much decided to do so.
And so, I have decided (almost definitely) to retreat away from my city living lifestyle for the summer. Don’t worry – The Merriweather Council will carry on full force – I’m not going that far away from civilization! (Please, that’s not even a consideration.) As long as there is a post office and an internet connection, I’m good to go with all things Merriweather.
I’m going to go where it really will feel like summer … where I can walk down the block to the beach, ride my bike to town, have a reason to wear sunscreen daily, go swimming, take showers outside, have sand in my hair, be barefoot, and break out the beach towels. I’m going to one of my most favorite places and I’ll be much closer to some of my most favorite people!!
*blue sky, sunshine, white sand by the mile…* (Golden Girls anyone?)
Summer 2012 – going home.