Boston is a pretty cool place to be, unless you lived in the 18th century and were particularly fond of tea (not so much of King George…).

It has its own air of history (can be unpleasant at times) with “old” building engulfed by massive glass monstrosities.

Good thing about being a tourist in Boston that to keep things simple a red line along the streets mark the trail you have to follow to see anything that’s worth seeing. I wonder why no one thought that was necessary in Europe…

Here I am, enjoying a little sunbathing in Cape Cod after fighting my way out of busy New York. I was chatting to this lovely fella about what it was like to live in the era of  the dinosaurs when we got interrupted by those bloody seagulls…. I hate seagulls… 

On my recent visit to New York, I managed to see some of the great sites. Sorry about the lack of focus on me, it’s very difficult when you’re small to get everything just right.