During a recent visit to Boston, I got some time to myself in Quincy Market when my family decided to check out the giant Sephora store there. I don’t do Sephora.
So I decided to hang out (in the shade – it was hot!) and watch the world go by. Quincy Market is an interesting 80/20 blend of tourists and Boston locals at any given time (although I’m pretty sure it was 90/10 when I was there). A historic place, to be certain, but one that has been coopted by the forces of rampant commercialism that seems to have taken over the world in the last several years.
It was a glorious, sunny day, with all sorts of great light bouncing around from the nearby modern office towers and the plate-glass of the Sephora and other stores.
Smile, honey!
This is going to be AWESOME! Look at that light! What a perfect day…
Waitasec…
Who’s that guy in the background? Why is he in our shot? Dammit!
Smile, honey!
We got this one.
Now of course, not everyone was taking selfies… some were posing for their beau.
Yeah, there’s a smartphone in those meathooks somewhere.
The lovely couple.
Seems a little young to be worrying about his 10,000 steps.
Some people pull “it” off better than others.