11.08.2014

Boston

In an attempt to complete number six (6. Surprise Breck, make his jaw drop) I sneakily snagged us a pair of tickets to Boston for this past weekend. I had grand ideas of packing his bag in secret, suggesting we go on a drive and then just showing up at the airport to announce the trip, but Southwest not so sneakily sent us a letter confirming our flight. Damn.  

Nonetheless, Boston was enchanting. 

On Halloween night, we took a train out to Salem, site of the infamous witch trials. The little town was flooded (100,000 visitors!) with costumed crusaders. The cobble-stoned streets milled with everyone from Glinda the Good to the entire Ghostbuster Gang.  There were street performers on each corner, bands, ghost tours, shops and treats. 

But my favorite part was the costumes!






I won't sugar coat it, Boston was COLD and WET. Our ridiculously over-priced umbrellas turned inside out with every gust of wind. But it was hard to care with such a beautiful city to explore!








We walked 8 miles our second day in Boston, much of which was along the Freedom Trail. 




We were lucky enough to nab an excellent guide (Isaiah Thomas) who taught us everything from the reason for the pinecone on top of the Capitol Building to the grave robbers who stole John Hancock's hand.

After braving the weather we thought we deserved a lunch for kings. 
(The server doubted our ability to finish it all. Silly child.)

If you knew me during college, you knew I was never far from this guy!
Sal and Shelby were in town for the weekend as well, so we met up for a quick drink and stroll down the famous Newbury Street. I was pretty much fan girling. 

The next morning we took the M up to Cambridge for what will go down as the best breakfast of my entire life. Introducing the Ole Miss:
Okay so my crappy iPhone might not do it justice but just listen to this description: Cayenne-Cheddar toast topped with sausages, mashed chipotle sweet potatoes, scrambled eggs and mango sour cream. Guys. It was so good. True story, I shed a tear because I was so sad I couldn't finish it. 

We headed south after breakfast to check out the Public Library. 


Why can't all libraries look like this? I truly believe that a lot of societies issues would be solved if everyone had a library like this to retreat to.

The last bit of our trip was spent at Fenway.



We had an excellent time! Thank you to Mary and Shelby for their Boston recommendations and tips!

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