Bali, Brazil, Bhutan, Boston, there are a lot of places I’ve missed that begin with a B. For my bucket list, I’ll choose Boston (even though the others are enticing. Boston is the only large city in the continental United States that I haven’t visited. I can’t believe I’ve missed it for I have walked across Western MA, through the Berkshires, when I did the Appalachian Trail. Once in the city, I’d walk I’d walk the Charles River (with the “Dirty Water” by the Standells playing in my head), take an afternoon nap in Boston Commons while dreaming of Minutemen, visit the Old North Church (and climb in the belfry if allowed), tour John Adam’s old home and perhaps, when it is 5 PM somewhere, find a Sam Adam’s tavern (or seek out Cheers). I’d fill up with lobster rolls, oyster sliders and fish and chips. Then I’d catch a game (or two) at Fenway Park, the oldest stadium in major league baseball and a classic one that I’d love to visit. If I have a free day, I might head up to Plymouth or Salem, but more likely I’d be drawn by the salt air to Cape Cod.