Boston can indeed be a very strange town. Just check out the random observations of a local woman as she wandered about Boston Common the other day during our run of fine weather.
a) Way too many couples lying on the commons making out. Love is a beautiful thing, but since when is it acceptable to lie in a public area, tangle yourself up with your partner, and make out? I don’t care how good looking you are, nobody wants to see that.
[…]f) Two girls in the twenties repeatedly hitting themselves in the abdominal area and chanting in some sort of ritualistic manner. The pounding when on for 20+ minutes and makes me wonder if the girls will ever be able to have children after basically punching themselves in the ovaries over and over. They also did other pilates-like moves and said things such as “shake it off, shake it off” and “I love my body, I love my body.” Then they rubbed their faces and said “I love my beautiful face” over and over again. It seemed to be some private self-esteem building class…or something like that.
g) While waiting to use the bathroom at Burger King, a woman telling us all about her abdominal troubles, using graphic language, claiming she couldn’t hold it, rubbing her huge stomach, and un-buttoning her pants before she even entered the bathroom. Ew.
I suppose you’ll see similar weirdness in any big city (for the first item cf. Rome), but, man, Boston has its share.
