As my friends have all migrated to different parts of the US for school and just life, I’ve seen it as the unique opportunity to travel and visit different cities as well as getting some much needed catching up and bonding time with some of my closest friends. On the persistence of one of my friends to visit her and the desire to see her and visit New England in the peak of autumn I decided (without much convincing) to book a flight to Boston. Though I’ve had my fair amount of traveling throughout the US, I’ve never actually been to Boston and living in Miami I was ecstatic to see the leaves change and embrace the colorful hues of autumn first hand.

Coming with absolutely no plan of what to do or where to visit, we decided to play the day by ear. On my friend’s recommendation, we started with the beautiful and wonderfully whimsical Boston Public Garden. Yes, that is an actual willow tree that had me mesmerized by its great magnificence. We then continued to the less impressive Boston Commons that had tree-lined pathways embracing the ambers of autumn.

How can one go to Boston and not visit the infamous Cheers bar (where everybody knows your name). With my love of history, I was itching to do the Freedom Trail and immerse myself in pre-revolutionary Boston; my nerdy little heart was beaming! (Kudos to my friend for putting up with my geeking out). We walked the whole 2.5-mile walk throughout downtown Boston including the Old Meeting House, Paul Revere’s House, and Bunker Hill to name a few.

After our rigorous trek throughout Boston, we were weak, tired, and absolutely ravenous. My friend was craving a monstrous milkshake accompanied by some mouth-watering burgers from the notorious Boston Burger Company. She treated herself to a 420 burger (a burger loaded with mozzarella sticks, fried mac& cheese, onion rings, and bacon) and I indulged in one of the best veggie burgers I’ve ever tasted. We washed down the burgers with a sinfully tasty m&m coated chocolate milkshake!

In the mood to do something completely autumnal and with all the apple farms and pumpkin patches out of reach, we were on the hunt to find some kind of seasonal activity. We were lucky enough to come across a pumpkin carving contest in this swanky little restaurant in Cambridge. We rose to the challenge and made our way to Cambridge to get our pumpkin carving on. Accompanied by hot cocoa, apple cider, and donuts we created our award-worthy Jack Skellington Pumpkin or at least we think so in our unbiased and humble opinion. We went off to explore Harvard easily being captured by the charm of the quaint city of Cambridge. Needing some fuel, I stopped for a hearty lunch of a fantastically delicious Nutella cannoli at Mike’s Pastry Shop.

I felt so comfortable walking around Boston, although it’s a large city, it never felt overwhelming, it has a charming, historic, scholarly feel that I quite enjoyed. Everything I found myself standing in front of, I wanted to take a photograph of. It was so breathtakingly beautiful and it captured my heart. Thanks Boston for having me!