I moved to Boston from England in May 2000 at the height of the technology bubble. Well to be honest I moved from Ottawa in Canada, but I moved there from England in September 1998. So it's been a while.
An Englishman in Boston, does not quite have the same ring to it as an Englishman in New York (with acknowledgement to Sting), but that's what makes Boston, well Bawsten. Hope I got that right, sometimes it's so much easier to go native. Like when you need a glarse of wadda from a waitress. Don't get me wrong, it's what I like so much about Boston.
Things like the taxi drivers being short with you if you don't know the exact route and directions to a place you've never been to before within 10 miles of downtown.
I am going to use this blog to record my thoughts and experiences. Something I should have done way back when I arrived. But in truth it takes time to understand what makes this great City and its people tick. Just as it does to get on the right time zone. As I said. It's been a while...
About Me
- Geoff
- Born in Stratford, England (London's East End, not the Bard's town) makes me a Cockney. After many years of polishing my accent, eliminating the long a's and Thames Estuary slang, I now have to revert to something similar to make myself understood in Bawst'n, my home since May 2000. Freed from the constraints of a high technology industry, I am exercising my creative self as a freelance writer and novelist. Living in a new world, devoid of PowerPoint charts and long management chains I travel and write, investigating unsolved mysteries and constructing new ones where they don't exist. Independence comes at a price, but one worth paying.
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