My good friend Keith, and a fellow traveler at Velvet Escape, asked me to submit a guest post about my hometown, Boston, Mass. Here’s a snapshot of what was published, but be sure to read more on his website:
I travel to experience new things, not to escape them. I’ve captured the various colors of sunsets from countries around the world; buried my feet in sand ranging in hues from white to black; tasted some of the best cuisine straight from the kitchen of locals in the world’s most remote fishing villages. And yet, there’s no place like home.
The travel writer’s worst day is when there isn’t a plane ticket on hand, or a trip planned. But there is something to be said for finding that perfect little escape in your own hometown. Whether it’s a favorite restaurant, a quiet museum or a public garden, your own ‘velvet escape’ is what settles your soul, and makes you truly appreciate home.
Allow me to introduce you to my home: Boston, Massachusetts, where some of the greatest escapes are documented in history and some unknown treasures are still waiting to be discovered.
Read more from my guest post at Velvet Escape’s…
