Most of my friends, and all of my family, have asked me why I don't go any other place besides Boston when I go on vacation. It's kind of like asking someone why they don't go out with the girl down the hall when their girlfriend is out of town.
I have traveled a decent amount in my life. I've been to San Francisco, walked through the Smithsonian in Washington D.C., eaten a slice of pizza from a street vendor in Chicago, and shook Jay Leno's hand at a taping of the Tonight Show.
All of that was exciting, but none of these events gave me the toe-tingling type of buzz which filled my head the instant I stepped from deck of the ferry which transported me from one side of Boston Harbor to the other.
It is easy for most people to get a sense of what instant attraction is - at least where it relates to a bond with other people.. There is often very little logic involved with the process. The best way to describe it is as a feeling which strikes you fast, strikes you hard, leaves you silly from the slappin'.
I'm absolutely crazy for this town. It's true love with a zip code.
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