Dinner and a fashionable stroll
After Daddy checked in to his conference, we had plenty of sunshine left to go exploring. Turns out our hotel doubled as an upscale mall. The boys had fun watching a bit of Ratatouille on a big-screen plasma TV at the Sony store, but it wasn't long before we were clamoring for some face-time with the Boston streets. Besides, we were hungry. And who better to feed us than nearby and famous Newbury Street? Perhaps you can make out the street sign behind my son, the one who's giving me the finger?
Ah yes, there it is.
As we walked along, hunting for some kind of food that Isaac might deign to put in his mouth, we stopped to enjoy some excellent bluegrass street musicians. Isaac gave them a dance and 75 cents.
We wandered past beautiful buildings and expensive shops. In typical Boston fashion, these shared streets with places where actual history was made.
This is the Old South Church, whose congregation was founded in 1669, and where Samuel Adams gave signals for his fellow Bostonians to begin the Boston Tea Party.
But I digress. We did find food that my picky four-year-old would eat, at a Pizzeria Uno.
What goes great with pizza? Beer. Lots and lots of beer. Hey, nobody was driving.
We started our meal outside, but quickly the late-afternoon Boston breezes kicked the cold up a few uncomfortable notches. We settled back inside for a story ...
... and an arm-wrestling match.
Then it was back to our hotel to end the day with a nightcap.
Apple juice! What did you think it was?
Next up: Thursday!
Ah yes, there it is.
As we walked along, hunting for some kind of food that Isaac might deign to put in his mouth, we stopped to enjoy some excellent bluegrass street musicians. Isaac gave them a dance and 75 cents.
We wandered past beautiful buildings and expensive shops. In typical Boston fashion, these shared streets with places where actual history was made.
This is the Old South Church, whose congregation was founded in 1669, and where Samuel Adams gave signals for his fellow Bostonians to begin the Boston Tea Party.
But I digress. We did find food that my picky four-year-old would eat, at a Pizzeria Uno.
What goes great with pizza? Beer. Lots and lots of beer. Hey, nobody was driving.
We started our meal outside, but quickly the late-afternoon Boston breezes kicked the cold up a few uncomfortable notches. We settled back inside for a story ...
... and an arm-wrestling match.
Then it was back to our hotel to end the day with a nightcap.
Apple juice! What did you think it was?
Next up: Thursday!
posted by Claire at 8:00 AM
3 Comments:
Glad you are enjoying (or enjoyed by the time you read this) your trip to my hometown. I am out here in Salem at the moment giving Liz a hand with the Graham guy. Salem is a nifty small city- 12 miles north of Boston, accesible by train. The Lizard's office is just a bit away from the State St. T stop. The NE Aquarium is pretty old- it WAS the first of the new wave (hee,hee) of aquariums 30 something years ago- but now has been blown out of the water by the newer ones! Same goes for the Children's Museum right next door- undergoing a big reno but NOTHING compared to Indianapolis (how it pains my snooty Boston self to give such props to something in Indianoplace!) COME AGAIN and stay longer!
one more little thing- in the small world category, one of the managers at the Copley Place Shaws is Liz's downstairs neighbor. I have passed along the kind words about his employees to Scott.
What a cool trip! Thanks for sharing your adventures with us! - Meemaw
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