I'm having a time with the internet here so this will be brief. We braved the subway into Boston. Elaine was scared but it really wasn't that bad. We had to jump from one train to another to get to the North part of Boston. We actually missed it by one stop and had to get off and get to the other side to go back one stop. While we standing there we had a drunk service man on the other side ask how to get into Boston. We told him he had to get to this side to get on the right train. He was mubbling something about being at some women's house and getting lost, he was sauced. He said, just a minute, and then acted like he was going to jump over. I yelled at him to go take the stairs. He said, wait right there...we moved down the landing just in time to get on the train before he found us.
This is Bunker's Hill. It is a great story. Not much to see and we didn't climb to the top of the spire knowing we had a long day of hiking. The museum was very informative about the battle and the reason it took place. Charlestown was beautiful, it was one part of Boston we really enjoyed. The community was really clean and friendly.
This is the lower deck of the U.S.S. Constitution. The ship is amazing. It is still commissioned today and is run by real U.S. Sailors. We spent about a half hour on the ship and got to watch a family fight over who was going to take the pictures.
This picture is for Brooke and Taylor. Don't judge the sailor by his clothes. He has been in the service for a year & half and is from Wisconsin. Very nice fellow and we thought of Brooke and Taylor. They wouldn't have learned anything if they would have been with us...
This place was awesome. Everybody said we had to go there why we in Boston. The placed was packed, we were lucky to get in. We got us a couple of cannolis and ate them in a cement park across the street. As we walked around Little Italy we really felt sorry for the kids growing up here. There is no place to play and not a stitch of grass anywhere. No wonder they join gangs.
This is Paul Revere's house. The house was 90 years old when he bought it. It has been a bank, cigar shop, candy shop, tenement house...you name it. It has gone through several renovations over the years but has been restored. It was fun to walk through and know he once walked the same halls.
This was a crazy place. This is Quincy market. There are dancers, singers, and jugglers. A lot of activity. Lots of vendors and shops selling their wares. We did get inside the Fanueil Hall. Played some interesting parts in our Country's history. It is still used today as it was back in the day.
We thought this was cute, so did the lady who owned the dog. I'm surprised she didn't charge us for taking a picture of her dog. The dog has clothes and sun glasses on.
This is for Jaron. Even on the State Capital they are rooting for the Celtics. That is it in a nut shell. More photos to come when we get home. The day was long and we were pretty pooped when we got home. The subway ride was interesting though. Elaine had some kooky he/she, we aren't sure, person sitting beside her that started ranting about how the white man has it in for the black man. We couldn't catch everything but we were happy when this individual got off the train. Catch you later.
I'm having a time with the internet here so this will be brief. We braved the subway into Boston. Elaine was scared but it really wasn't that bad. We had to jump from one train to another to get to the North part of Boston. We actually missed it by one stop and had to get off and get to the other side to go back one stop. While we standing there we had a drunk service man on the other side ask how to get into Boston. We told him he had to get to this side to get on the right train. He was mubbling something about being at some women's house and getting lost, he was sauced. He said, just a minute, and then acted like he was going to jump over. I yelled at him to go take the stairs. He said, wait right there...we moved down the landing just in time to get on the train before he found us.
This is Bunker's Hill. It is a great story. Not much to see and we didn't climb to the top of the spire knowing we had a long day of hiking. The museum was very informative about the battle and the reason it took place. Charlestown was beautiful, it was one part of Boston we really enjoyed. The community was really clean and friendly.
This is the lower deck of the U.S.S. Constitution. The ship is amazing. It is still commissioned today and is run by real U.S. Sailors. We spent about a half hour on the ship and got to watch a family fight over who was going to take the pictures. 
This picture is for Brooke and Taylor. Don't judge the sailor by his clothes. He has been in the service for a year & half and is from Wisconsin. Very nice fellow and we thought of Brooke and Taylor. They wouldn't have learned anything if they would have been with us...
This place was awesome. Everybody said we had to go there why we in Boston. The placed was packed, we were lucky to get in. We got us a couple of cannolis and ate them in a cement park across the street. As we walked around Little Italy we really felt sorry for the kids growing up here. There is no place to play and not a stitch of grass anywhere. No wonder they join gangs.
This is Paul Revere's house. The house was 90 years old when he bought it. It has been a bank, cigar shop, candy shop, tenement house...you name it. It has gone through several renovations over the years but has been restored. It was fun to walk through and know he once walked the same halls.
This was a crazy place. This is Quincy market. There are dancers, singers, and jugglers. A lot of activity. Lots of vendors and shops selling their wares. We did get inside the Fanueil Hall. Played some interesting parts in our Country's history. It is still used today as it was back in the day.
We thought this was cute, so did the lady who owned the dog. I'm surprised she didn't charge us for taking a picture of her dog. The dog has clothes and sun glasses on.
This is for Jaron. Even on the State Capital they are rooting for the Celtics. That is it in a nut shell. More photos to come when we get home. The day was long and we were pretty pooped when we got home. The subway ride was interesting though. Elaine had some kooky he/she, we aren't sure, person sitting beside her that started ranting about how the white man has it in for the black man. We couldn't catch everything but we were happy when this individual got off the train. Catch you later.
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