Thanksgiving break is always a good occasion to travel. Having visited Philadelphia and Washington multiple times, this year I decided to go to Boston. I have already been in the city almost 10 years ago, during a snow blizzard that didn’t help me to discover it properly. I just remembered a lot of green below the white layer, and a familiar European sensation. Some suggestions pointed us to an area close to the West End, a characteristic and truly Italian neighborhood. With three layers of clothes and a good pair of gloves we started exploring, always walking around. The romantic idea was also to run along the Charles River, after some readings of the writer Murakami experience in training there for his several marathons. Unfortunately I wasn’t brave and prepared enough for the very rigid weather, so I limited my efforts to some runs in the hotel gym. We started our day with a walk on the river, to then cut through Back Bay towards our first target of the day, the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum. It deserves a visit just for the old building patio, but you also have a beautiful contemporary addition by Renzo Piano to enjoy. The special installation of the day was a lyric singer with an oriental dress walking around and stopping random people to offer them a private exhibition, to be held in the main patio. Very scenic. The second day we explored Cambridge, jumping between MIT and Harvard campuses. I was impressed by Harvard museum and art collection, the fame of the institution is very well justified by the masterpieces they can expose. Time for a typical clam chowder and it was already Sunday, time to go back. Not before spending an entire morning in the West End, realizing that the real Italian Americans are still very present there. After the Holy Mass it was amazing to see three old men sitting at a table with an Espresso and switching easily from English directly to a dialect of Central Italy. A fresh breeze of air.