Lynn

I’m from Lynn. I grew up there, went to school, explored the woods, fell in love, worked my butt off, had more than a few fights, helped quite a few people, received help from many more wonderful people, walked many a time along Lynn Shore Drive, and generally, cherished every moment of my life there – even the bad parts.

Lynn is known as a tough place, a crime-ridden cesspool of filth, prostitution, drugs, and insanely nasty drivers. Thus, coming from Lynn has always been a point of pride with me, as well as a source of annoyance when people would utter that familiar little rhyme whenever they found out what city I was from.
Truth be told, Lynn is one of my favorite places in the whole world. It has a great history, has one of the largest municipally own parks in the country (Lynn Woods), boasts a gorgeous beach walk that stretches for miles, and is replete with Victorian palaces, rich in their own, unique stories.
Lynn also has great restaurants such as the China Lion, on Market Street, The Capitol Diner, in Central Square (my favorite restaurant ever!!), and Mino’s Roast Beef, just outside of Wyoma Square.
Finally, Lynn has great people. Sure, they may seem gruff, and their sense of humor skews towards the blue, but you will never find a more open, honest and direct people – people who will tell you exactly what they think, whether you want to know or not.
Hell, if it weren’t for the cost of living, I might still be living there!
-Go Bulldogs!

Not really a tourist type of place.