We drove into Fitchburg, MA the night before Thanksgiving. We departed from Portland, ME at around 10 am and made our first stop in Boston. We had about 2 hours to kill before meeting up with the mommy side of Megan’s family at her grandmother’s home in Chestnut Hill. We decided to try to find the Garment District in Cambridge, and our goal was to find it without using GPS. I’m proud to say that it was a team effort, and that we found the shop after about a half hour. :highfive:
The Garment District is amazing. There is always a great find to be found. Megan found some green Doc Martin boots, and I found a nice coat that I fell in love with. I ended up not buying it because I’m not really a leather type of guy.
We moved on to Chestnut Hill and had a great sit-down with some family. We helped them set up for the big day, and then moved on to Fitchburg for a mellow, three-person holiday with Megan’s dad. It was snowing, and the roads were awful. An hour drive turned into a nerve-racking 2 hours.
We made it, and we had a lovely and relaxing time. We had steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, pumpkin pie, and blueberry pie. Megan declared that were celebrating “Steaksgiving”. I got some nice shots of Fitchburg after the snowstorm. John told me about a waterfall in Fitchburg that I’m itching to photograph. I’ll get it on Christmas.
