24 [Summer] Hours in Boston

I do not know why it took me so long to make it to Boston. And it’s a city — from photos and online resources — I underestimated for its size, green spaces and cultural experiences. In (less than) 24 hours, I barely dabbed my toe in the city’s energy and arts. I hustled as much as possible to take in energetically and visually what time and transport allowed. It is the first of many trips to this city, I hope; but one I marked as a personal favorite and one of which taught me more about American history, art and culture than any other place. Some highlights noted here, and I hope to add to the list over time and opportune visits.