Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travelers don’t know where they’re going. – Paul Theroux
And I certainly didn’t have a CLUE where I was going this particular evening. I was at the tail end of my trek thru New England in search of a bit of fall color and had an early flight. I had been in Boston several times before and since my flight was a bit on the early side, I decided to stay closer to the airport. After a long and weary day of hugging the coastline, battling a few crazy drivers, I was just looking to crash for the night…..that is until I opened the window shades and caught a glimpse of the city.