Nobody Knows Your Name at Cheers
When I went to Emerson, the campus was split between the Theater District and Back Bay. On the days when I made a mad dash from the corner of Boylston and Tremont to make it across the Common and the Public Garden in 15 minutes for a class, tourists would always stop me to ask one question.
“Can you tell me how to get to Cheers?”
I still hear the question asked in a Southern twang or a slow Midwestern cadence in my dreams, so I wasn’t surprised to see the story in today’s Globe about the continued popularity of the Bull and Finch Pub as a tourist destination. (Though I was shocked to see it was front page news.) (more…)
When I went to Emerson, the campus was split between the Theater District and Back Bay. On the days when I made a mad dash from the corner of Boylston and Tremont to make it across the Common and the Public Garden in 15 minutes for a class, tourists would always stop me to ask one question.
“Can you tell me how to get to Cheers?”
I still hear the question asked in a Southern twang or a slow Midwestern cadence in my dreams, so I wasn’t surprised to see the story in today’s Globe about the continued popularity of the Bull and Finch Pub as a tourist destination. (Though I was shocked to see it was front page news.) (more…)

When tourists think of Boston landmarks, they often mention the
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