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on a completely trivial note
Yesterday, I achieved one of my lifetime peak Boston-driving experiences: I found a parking spot on Tyler St in Chinatown on my first pass.
I went to dinner at Peach Farm, and I wanted to cruise by to make sure it was where I thought it was before going far afield to park the car and make my way back. But there I was, about to turn left onto Tyler St, and a car pulled out of a perfectly-Mini-sized spot.
I feel like I beat one of the two final bosses of Boston parking. The other, of course, is the North End.
I went to dinner at Peach Farm, and I wanted to cruise by to make sure it was where I thought it was before going far afield to park the car and make my way back. But there I was, about to turn left onto Tyler St, and a car pulled out of a perfectly-Mini-sized spot.
I feel like I beat one of the two final bosses of Boston parking. The other, of course, is the North End.
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(In my experience the North End is harder than Chinatown, though much depends on the time of day/week.)