"do you think the freedom trail will lead us to soft serve?"

As another Monday began this very fine morning, Vicky and I found ourselves looking for something to do that got us out of the apartment and about the city. We contemplaited the aquarium and then the Museum of Science but when it came down to it neither of us were looking to spend $22 dollars to walk around a museum when we could go to the ICA or the MFA for free. However, we'd both been to the two museums recently and wanted to do something else maybe not art related for once. So, at my half joking suggestion we decided to visit Mr. Paul Rever's home in the North End and go about the day like a tourist.

First, we wandered around a bit

Eventually, we got to Paul Revere's house for a little tour

Vicky, unimpressed, was glad it only cost $3. "We only got to see like, what, four rooms!" 

I agreed, but it was still kind of interesting.

After we took some more pictures and wandered out of the court yard, we followed the Freedom Trail and made out way to Old North Church (and stopped to check out the menu of this adorable restaurant)

After poking around the church and church grounds, a tour guide in front of the church told us about a tour running that would take us to see the bell tower and the crypts under the church. We were sold after "tour of the crypts". 

 After seeing the basement full of some very old bodies and learning quite a bit about the history of the church, we found the soft serve that Vicky had been craving for quite some time. We agreed that there weren't enough sprinkled but good none the less.

 

Toward the end of the day we wandered over to AQ and the greenway.

But to end our day, we'll, we just had to treat ourselves to corn dogs.

America!

the 4th of july

Like most Americans, my friends and I ventured out yesterday evening to seek out the perfect spot to see fireworks. For us, that meant jumping on the T and making our way downtown to government center. From there, we walked and stood along the Longfellow bridge that crossed the Charles River for a quite nice view of the Boston firework show. We chanted and yelled with the crowd, made friends with the people next to us and eventually got drenched by a downpour half way through the show. Despite the rain we stuck it out and ran about the city only to land at a friends house and celebrate some more. This was definitely one of my favorite 4th of July's.

sorry

I should stop complaining because what I think make me miserable, in the grand scheme of things, are small and insignificant.

I have my heath, I am surrounded by friends basically 24/7, I live in a great city, I have a job, I have a roof over my head, and I have a boyfriend who loves me. Not much to complain about right?

So I'm here to enjoy the rest of my summer. And step one starts today on one of my very lovely days off of work. I just have to figure out what to do first...

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