Ok, so we are taking things a little more low key here in Boston, but that is not to say that we are not having a blast, because believe me you, we have not laughed harder than we have here in Boston!
We woke up this morning and got an early start. We bought our old town trolley tickets, from our incredibly funny Irish concierge, where I used my own irish charm and got us a second day free, headed to breakfast, and then to the colonade to catch our trolley. As we ran to the stop, we got there just in time to have the smog hit our face and watch the tail of the trolley disappear as the black smoke settled. Dang! Now we had to wait another 20 min. As we all know, Bostonians are incredibly generous, so the concierge from the hotel invited us to rest in the wonderfully heated lobby.
The adventures continued as we took the trolley for a full tour of the city, ending at the New England aquarium. Our first tour guide was very lively, and showed great hatred for the Yankees (I loved it). Our time spent at the aquarium were full of turtles, panguins, sharks and fish. There was a 500lb turtle about 75 years old in the largest cylinder tank in America. The main characters from happy feet were dancing around in the water, and the sharks looked hungry, even though aparently they don’t eat the other fish too often.
Since our trolley service is a hop on hop off deal, we hopped back on and headed to FENWAY!!! Fenway in the winter time is a little, ok, alot different than in July. There was a hockey arena on the middle of the field and a tarp covering the rest. We sat in the oldest seats in baseball, sat ontop of the greenmonster and became apart of the press. All and all, it was awesome, while having emotional moments while walking down the hall of fame hallway.
After departing the best place in the world, with some disappointment from the proshop which was emptied of red sox apparel and full of the winter classic in frozen Fenway crap, we headed to lunner (lunch/dinner)… Ummm. Eating made us a little tired, so we headed back to the hotel and took a nap and watched some tv before heading back out to the famous Cheers bar. We had the famous burgers and sang the cheers theme song, well, whistled it, before heading back onto the frosty streets.
Now, although we still seem to get plentry of things done in the city, we haven’t been as action packed as New York, but don’t fear, we have had more laughs in this city than ever before. Our simple walks from point A to point B are usually full of me bent over in complete laughter and mike chuckling as he saunters ahead. For instance, we pondered taking a souviner brick from the sidewalk, talked about the rule of thirds in photography, had George Washington lay his hand of truth over us as we joked in the streets, and listened to mike do his New Yorkers impersonations of Franky, Ricky, and Bobby.
Boston is just as beautiful as I remembered it and it has the big city effect with a small town feel.
Ah, Devon, you are in your element. And whether the charm is Irish or not it works. You and Mike sound like you are still having the times of your lives and that is great. Whether they are adventures or misadventures, which you have had plenty, it all works for you two.
I heard Dad this morning chuckling so I went into the den to see what was going on. He was reading your blog. It was pretty funny.
Still enjoying your pics & stories on your last full day of “one kick-ass trip”.
Just got off the phone with you (1/8, Fri, 9pm, CA time). Sounded like a great night. Last day tomorrow and you’re still filling it up.
See you soon. Lots & lots of luv!
Mom, I’m glad you have enjoyed catching up with our blog posts. I love all the breakfast at tiffany’s and Doris Day referances. I can’t believe dad sat down and read them, that makes me feel awesome. I love you both!