My memory of our weekend of walking the city of Boston leads me to number 7. It was confirmed I have a mild fear of heights. As we walked across the Charlestown bridge to visit Bunker Hill, I made the mistake of looking down. I did not realize I was walking on a metal grate (with large holes), which was the only thing between me and the Charles River below. I literally had to talk myself into complete the crossing. Yes, I made it back ok, too. It talk work...
Posted on: Thu, 21 Nov 2013 00:21:10 +0000
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