The year was 1630. They looked across a swampy bay that seemed somewhat eerie in how quiet it was. They could see their boats in the distance bobbing up and down in their newly made harbor. The smell of the mud and animals wafted up toward them as they stared into the future of what this land could behold.
Almost 400 hundred years later, I looked across the same water. It was in a very different shape now; wrinkles and hills still shaping the streets of the old city. Boston has been shaped and melded into an industrial, financial, and scholarly city that is very different from its beginnings.
I was taken to Boston the new-fangled way, a very different trip than the first settlers. Boston Logan International Airport is fairly atypical for a large city because it’s so close to downtown. It took a quick subway ride to get to the hotel that I was staying in. The history of Boston is intertwined throughout its urban city-scape. As you pass back and forth across the red bricked line, you’re reminded of the stories that built this city.
I got to experience the luxuries of Boston, staying in the Back Bay area, and going downtown to fill time with shopping and walking in parks. Everywhere we went we were surrounded by the many universities and Dunkin Donuts that line the streets. As I learned more about Back Bay and the surrounding area, I hadn’t realized that the ground where I stayed, was literally a bay at one point.
The city gives a vibe of the same fight that started the revolutionary war. The resilience of its people to continue to push through trials like the Boston Marathon bombing. The loyalty to their sports teams even though they hadn’t won a World Series for almost a hundred years (until 2004). The legendary Sam Adams and his legacy lives on in the form of both a beer as well as current day Bostonians who carry a swagger similar to his.
Boston has gone through a lot of man made growth of its land and continues to reshape its layout with new highways, tunnels, and bridges that get people from here to there. As I boarded the plane to go back to my home, I could only in wonderment at the skyline that lay so close to the airstrip. The buildings, the wharfs, the bridges, the culture of Boston felt so attached to this land. I smiled as I was flown away knowing that there were people down there continuing to make Boston.