The only time I was in Boston, my girlfriend and I ran for the subway before the door closed. A guy held the door, I thanked him, and he turned to his friend and said “See, not everyone is a dick, asshole.” Or was it “not everyone is an asshole, dick.” But it was pretty on brand.

I had a wonderful experience during my brief stay in Boston. I wandered out of the hotel to find a gentleman in what could only be described as Reinfair garb, asked him where I could find a good bar. “You wanna go tah a fhuckin’ bhar? C’mon, get in my car - I’ll take you to a fhuckin’ bhar.”

I proceeded to get into a car with a complete stranger, went to a hole in the wall pub and chatted for a bit while some terrible live music played. Everybody was really friendly and I have nothing but positive things to say about the place.