I started by travelling through the zigzagging Beacon Hill streets. It used to be a place for social elites, and a lot of famous historic figures lived there. Most of the houses they lived in are still apartments right now; I wonder how much it takes to rent one. It is interesting how Beacon Hill is so close to downtown, but inside the residential area everything is so quiet. I could hear birds singing the entire time I was walking through the narrow streets. 

   I then followed the freedom trail and visited a lot of historic cites, and then somehow I ended up at North End, the "Little Italy" of Boston. I had cannolis at Mike's Bakery and a small rum cake savoy at Modern's. They were not as good as I expected, and definitely not worth the "long lines" that the guide book described, in my opinion. I also walked past Galleria Umberto, a restaurant I really wanted to try (they have the best pizza in Boston), but since I had already booked La Voile on Newbury Street, I did not check it out. 

   Lunch at La Voile was quite awesome. Since it's Boston Restaurant Week, I got to try a two-course lunch for 15 dollars, which was a huge bargain for a fancy french place lik La Voile. For appetizer, I had chicken pate, which turned out to be really delicious. It was my first time having pate, and it shocked me how similar the taste was to pork liver I used to have back in China. The texture was much creamier, since pate was basically just fatty liver. I loved having it as spread on the toast, with sauteed sweet onion -- yum yum yum. The steak, however, turned out to be a disappointment. The outside was clearly overcooked -- it was definitely pan-seared first. I asked for a medium, and although the center was tender and raw enough, the outside was such a huge bummer. Also, since I was under 21, I could not pair it with red wine. The service was warm and attending, but since I was dining all alone at the very corner, the waiter had been slow in filling up my cup for a couple of times. Overall it was a nice experience, and I walked out of the restaurant full and happy. 

   I had two more hours to kill after lunch, so I walked along the newbury street and spotted some trench coats on sale. I needed one so very bad, since I only had one white coat that I had been wearing this entire time. I saw a Coach trench coat that was on sale for 135 dollars, but I was sure my mom would scream if she got a text from my credit card company, so I told the shop assistant to hold it for me, and walked out of the shop to calm myself down first. 

   I went home before buying anything, and now it seemed like a good choice. I'll try my luck at some cheaper shops tomorrow. 

   I'll visit Museum of Arts tomorrow, and I'm so very excited about it. I'll probably go to Chinatown if I have time, too.