While in Boston, we’re on our own. No workshops to hold us to the clock, no
tours-we just can’t be in the hotel during the day. Um, why would anyone want to be?! The grant paid for trolley passes, but I
think we used it for about 20 minutes of a 12 hour day. I love walking Boston. It’s easy, mostly safe, and absolutely
gorgeous. The sun was out full steam,
but I don’t think the temperatures ever reached 80. We began in Boston Commons, one of my
favorite parks. It’s famous for the
ducks and the swan boat tours. The
beauty of nature in that park is nearly overwhelming.
Boston Public Gardens in Boston Commons |
We walked the Freedom Trail most of the day, going past Paul
Revere’s tomb, Old City Hall, Old South Church, Old South Meeting House, the
sight of the Boston Massacre of 1770, Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. I love the restaurants and shops around
Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. I know
they are incredibly touristy, but to me, they make Boston because they are
centered round so much history. I got my
mom the souvenirs she wants, and then we walked around the Boston Tea Party
section of Boston Harbor. The harbor is
so pretty. The trolley tickets include
harbor tours via boat, so we made sure we caught one of those. I enjoyed sitting on the top deck and
watching small sail boats race. We saw
most of the neighborhoods from the mini-cruise.
I think we might go back to the shipyards tomorrow to tour the USS
Constitution.
Harbor cruise |
The evening was spent on the North Side (Little Italy). We toured Old North Church where Paul Revere
hung the lanterns to warn of the coming Red Coats. We also walked past Revere’s home and
strolled through the Italian streets. A
little restaurant called L’Ostria caught our eye, so we stopped there for
dinner. I had lobster ravioli
tonight. Then we went to the famous
Mike’s Pastry Shop for cannolis.
Apparently carrying a Mike’s Pastry box around Boston is the equivalent
of being a rock star because we got all kinds of attention. My choice was chocolate mousse, and it was
delightful. We ate them in a park near
Faneuil Hall, watching two little boys no older than 5 play baseball. Such a hoot!
Paul Revere's statue outside the Old North Church |
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