by Waldorfia Tomosky
Friday Night (Continued)
The conversation took a turn when he asked me “What do you have scheduled for the weekend? We will not get together again until Monday morning.”
I told him I was planning on taking a walking tour of Old Boston on Saturday and then touring Cape Cod on Sunday.
“It is a nice evening and still early” he said.
Continuing on he offered “Why don’t you let me show you around old Boston and the Meeting House. It really looks much nicer at night when they have lights trained on the old buildings. And it is great for ‘people watching’.”
How could I resist such an offer; especially after he had just treated me to the new experience of Portuguese food.
“Sure, that sounds like a great idea” I responded. He told me to grab a sweater or jacket because it would be getting cold in Old Boston with all the stone buildings.
“I will meet you back in the lobby in fifteen minutes” he said.
“What a considerate man” I thought as the elevator took me up to my floor.
“He knows that I needed a few minutes to refresh.” Once I was inside my room I located my jacket and hung it on the door knob so that I would not forget it when it was time to go to the lobby.
When I reached the lobby he was already there, waiting patiently for me
We took the elevator down to the parking level and he guided me to his CL S63 AMG Mercedes Benz.
I thought it was a magnificent piece of work from the outside but when he opened my door the interior matched the quality perfectly.
Before I knew it we were going up a set of ramps and out onto the street. Old Boston apparently was not that far away because we seemed to be there in just a few minutes. He had a private parking spot and we were shortly out and walking about.