September 1986, my first semester at MIT. A car pulls up, kids in the back, and the driver asks me how to get to the aquarium. I picture the subway map and tell him it’s out by the airport. He drives away. I’ve been regretting those directions for 34 years.
You did it!
There are no more stories to read. Come back for a fresh set of 50 words later.
Tell us your Boston story in exactly 50 words.
Your story has been sent!
There are countless true stories about Boston. This project tells one at a time, in exactly 50 words.