Another day trip is in the books!
We were planning to go stay with some friends at the beach house in Florida this weekend, but the flights filled up the day of, really devastating. So while they lounged in powdery sand and went kayaking with crocs, we were searching where we could get to in hopes of salvaging the weekend. And Boston it was!
So with very little notice/plans, we hopped on the plane to Boston. A quick 40 minute flight, but big commuter city with JFK, so it was more difficult to get home than we anticipated.
To the Freedom Trail! Scott had never been to Boston, and since my biggest memory of Boston was getting a lobster beanie baby in Elementary School, I basically hadn't been either.
Mike's Pastry has been on my bucket list for years, literally, so tasting those cannoli was a highlight for sure. Luckily my sister Heather tipped us off to their Boston Cream Pie the day before which was, amazing, to say the least.
Graveyards have never given me a big thrill, but John Hancock's gravestone sort of took my breath away. Most impressive to me was that he was buried beside his long time house helper Frank. So sweet.
Getting hauled off the grass...
Paying tribute to Paul Revere:
To see where the Boston Massacre started and the first place the declaration was read was really, really neat. We downloaded an audio tour on Scott's phone upon arrival, and it made all the difference in helping us understand what we were seeing while applying sunscreen to the babe and walking along the red brick path. Reading tour books is overrated.
We had 5 hours in Boston, and used to it to walk the whole trail, eat lunch at Quincy Market (why does nobody talk about this??) and tour the SS Constitution. Scott is a total sucker for boat tours. It was the Intrepid all over again.
Boston is a little big city. Coming from NYC, it had a small feel and was TOTALLY stroller friendly and the subways were so clean and easy to navigate. Maybe the saying that "If you can live in New York you can live anywhere" is true! And, If you know Tatum you know her friendly wave:
Like I said, getting home on standby was a great trial, but in the end, we hit the pillow at 1am and have a fun day in Massachusetts to show for it. If it's up to me, we'll be back in the fall :)