Tag Archives: Harvard Square

Chalk Art in Harvard Square


Sunday, 04-May-14

Biking toward the house on Sunday, I was cold but happy.  I’d just finished a rather nice kayaking adventure, and wasn’t while I wasn’t completely soaking wet… I was pretty damn close.  It was cool out, but thankfully my body heat from biking kept me from getting too cold as my gear dried out.

I fully planned on going home, having a hot bath, and relaxing for the rest of the night.

Instead, I came across a whole street fair in Harvard Square, celebrating May Day… and I may have gotten sucked in.  I poked around, listened to music, and took the following pictures of some amazing chalk art…

Wandering Boston, Cambridge, and seeing the Chinese New Year celebration in Chinatown


Sunday, 09-Feb-2014

Wait, seriously? This is… what, the fourth New Years celebration that I’ve been to this year?  Seriously?  We need to calm down about this whole new year, and move on with our lives!

But so it happened – another New Years Celebration was upon me.  I’d woken up this morning with absolutely nothing to do, and no plans in the pipeline.

Thankfully for my sanity, a quick check of Facebook clued me in to the official New Years celebration parades happening down in Chinatown, so I tosses an apple and a book into my satchel, sent a few messaged telling people where to meet me, and headed out into the daylight.

The first stop was breakfast, where I met up with Emma on the way to Davis, and then grabbed food at the usual buffet at the Foundry.  Parisian Brunch Buffet they call it; and if I haven’t mentioned it before, it’s basically the best thing in the world.  Eggs benedict, Sausage and gravy, bacon, Cream cheese and blueberry crepes… all you can eat, and with some pretty good coffee to boot.

After I was fortified for the day, Emma split off on her own way and I grabbed the red line into the city.

I walked out of the train station into the sound of explosions and the smell of sulfur and cordite.  Not really what I’d expect in Boston, especially after the bombings of the previous year, so it took me a moment to orient myself.  The police were out in force today, not getting in peoples way, or blockading anything, just being there.  Mostly in pairs of patrol officers, stationed every so often or just walking around with the rest of the passers by.

I respect them a lot for it, actually.  Allowing people to keep their traditions, even in the face of horrible tragedy, and choosing not to ban celebratory fireworks “for the common good”.  But instead come out in force, stand a bit back, and reassure people that the officers are there, if needed.  But that they won’t interfere unless required to.

I stayed for a while, taking pictures and learning a bit about the celebration.  I believe that this was a blessing of sorts – the shopkeepers would put out plates of food for the lions/dragons, who would eat, bless the shop, and then leave by the sound of fireworks.  I may be a bit off though… I couldn’t really find anything written down, or anyone giving out explanations for what was going on.  The whole celebration was obviously for the people living there, not for curious bystanders.  I was just along for the ride.

So along I rode.  Following around until I got bored, and started my way back home.  Instead of the T, I chose to walk the 6ish miles back home – a slower path, but like I said; I didn’t have anything else to do on a lazy Sunday.  So I walked, stopped, read, and walked some more.  I stopped into a tea shop in Harvard square to warm up for a bit, but was quickly on my way again once the teapot was empty.

Christmas Revels in Harvard Square


Wednesday, 18-Dec-13

Terese gave me a call a few weeks back, asking if I was interested in seeing a musical in Harvard Square about the Christmas Story of, or more accurately the Christmas traditions of, the Spanish countryside.

Well I have a rule about concerts and shows – Yes. If I’m free, I’ll do my best to make it no matter what, and this case actually sounded pretty awesome. See, we’d be meeting up in Harvard Square early evening, and then hunting down some kind of dinner after the show.

Sounds like an adventure, so I am 100% in!”

We met up in Harvard Square around 7:00, and walked over to wait in the lobby for a bit, since the doors opened at 7:30. Then we sat; Terese had gotten amazing seats – right on the upper balcony, directly against the edge, so we could lean onto the banisters and get a perfect view. And then the show began!

  • It was actually a sort of retelling of Don Quixote… sort of. At no point did they directly reference the play, but the main character was “everyman”, an iterant knight followed by his squire, a man named “Sancho”. They were also accompanied by “Esperanza”, a barmaid who “Everyman” was convinced was an angel. Seeing the similarities?
  • The music was traditional Christmas tunes… but not American or English – definitely Spanish. I enjoyed it a lot, especially since they threw some ancient rituals in as well, such as the dance of the stags; a traditional Iberian hunting dance.
  • There was also a bit of audience participation, a-la Rocky Horror. Though this was a bit tamer; instead of shooting squirt guns into the audience, we sang along, danced, and cheered in time with the cast. It was fun; though a bit confusing at times.

But it was definitely awesome, and I enjoyed everything about the play. I wish I had known a bit more about the participation parts, so that I could have danced along a bit more, but that’s for next year I guess.

The show got out a lot later than we expected though, and I learned something about Harvard Square; things close. At like 10:00.

So when you get out of a show at 10:45, and get to where you wanted to have dinner at 11:05? Yeah… you’re gonna have a bad time.

Or at least you’re going to have to walk around a bit until you find somewhere open. Which we did, and Terese and I finished up the adventure, with a pot roast and a hamburger respectively.