Tuesday, January 5, 2010

I'm at Harvard

Too much Latin for my liking. I did not pack my ivy league education with me, just my plain old public one.

I took a walk around and it was much like universities I had been to before with a mixture of building styles reflecting the growth of it over the generations. This was until I hit an area which appeared to be four dormitories surrounding a grassed area with criss crossing walking paths. It was a really impressive space.

I walked through to an adjoining square of much the same design but with a library on one side dominating the area. It was facing what I think is a chapel. I can only imagine these areas are all that more vibrant in summer with the grass, foliage on the trees and students everywhere.

This was all after the Sam Adams tour. It started off in shaky grounds with the ID incident. I felt a little better when I arrived back there and the tool who had originally rejected my license from the good state of Qld could not find my date of birth. He asked me three times where the DOB was and each time I said "that is a visa" (he was on the visa page). I know I'm petty - why deny it?

Unfortunately it turns out this guy was also my tour guide, sigh. In the end he was a good guide - quite witty. The tour was half walking through the ingredients and brewing areas with discussions on the brewing process and half beer tasting. I also met a couple of locals who suggested the times Irish bar for dinner, 2 times winner of best Boston clam chowder. I may follow that up with a visit to Cheers.

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