Trip to Boston

I drove my dad into Boston, Massachusetts so he could take a work test, he studied in the car. We hit the road at nine a.m. We just missed the morning traffic and arrived at Kendall Square just before ten. He brought me inside so I would know where he would be. I decided to stay in the car outside the testing building, where we got a metered parking spot. As I sat in the car I watched many people walk by. Not one person looked, acted, or dressed alike. The city always amazes me because I never know what I am going to see. One man was walking on the sidewalk barefoot, it’s December!
I sat in my dad’s red SUV for about an hour and a half. It hardly felt like ten minutes, there was so much to keep me occupied. When my dad finished he came out and took over the driver’s seat. We started to pull out of the parking spot when he asked what I wanted to do or if I wanted anything to eat. I knew what we need to do and that was to visit my aunt, his sister. My dad agreed but insisted that we get lunch first. I suggested Regina Pizza (there are about three within a ten mile radius), so we searched for a parking spot. We drove all around the city for about forty-five minutes before we finally found a spot three long blocks away. We sped walked the whole way. I ordered two slices and a drink and the total came to $8.10. I was shocked at how expensive it was. I ate one slice and saved the second for leftovers. We headed back to the car which was only one block from my aunt’s house. We decided to walk over. She was so surprised to see us. I am not sure how long it has been since I have seen her, but it is safe to say it has been at least five years. She doesn’t speak much English so our visit was quick but it certainly felt good to see her.
I started the day thinking it was going to be a drag having to bring my dad to Boston, but by the end I had a great day with my dad. Especially because my dad is not the type of person who says I love you often but his actions that day certainly said it.