I'd forgotten what "muggy" meant, but as soon as we stepped out of baggage claim into the Boston evening it came back to me.
After dinner (lobster at Legal Seafood) I settled my mom at the Hilton and went out for a long walk. While Boston is a good deal sleeker and more international that I remember it, it is still distinctively Boston, and very proud of its identity.
Tomorrow morning we're visiting friends of my mother's in Brookline, and then driving down to the Cape for three days in Dennisport.
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