According to this website, the Boston Marathon is the world's oldest marathon after the tradition of the Olympians, with its inaugural run on 19 April 1895.
Monday morning, me and a few classmates decided to join in the festivity of this annual event - not as runners - but as spectators. Of course, we caught a bit of brunch at celebrity joint Ciao Bella first.
Spring has broken, and in the pictures here you can see Magnolia trees that line Newbury Street and Commonwealth Avenue. Aren't the flowers quite the sight. Within two short weeks, New England turned from barren and bitterly cold, to magnolia and almond-lined avenues dressed and basking in God's bright sun.
Though the finishing line was in Copley Square in Back Bay, Boston, we chose a less crowded spot to soak it all in - the sunshine, the jubilant cheering, the runners coming in dressed in Minnie Mouse's polka red dot skirts and ballerina tutus.