Boston

We went to Boston this past Saturday. There's no big story beyond that, really. We spent some time walking around on the Freedom Trail and seeing the sights. Then we ate some dinner. Then we hung out in a giant Border's bookstore while we waited for a friend to finish her dinner date with a kid she knows. Then we came home. I had been in downtown Boston before and walked through most of the Freedom Trail, but Sarah had not. I got to play tour guide and explain a bunch of stuff that isn't actually all that interesting if you're not a nerd for history like I am. Oh well, it was nice to get out of Durham for a day, anyway.

Check it out... The Boston skyline from just outside the North End:


A big Christmas tree in Quincy Market:

We're adorable, I know.

Also, did you know that the gravestone of Mr. John Hancock looks like a twenty foot tall penis? True story. Feel free to insert your own joke about Hancock having such a large phallus that it could be seen by the King all the way from England, or about his last name being fitting for his gravestone, etc etc etc. I wasn't thinking about any of those things, though, because I was too busy focusing on history and how awesome freedom and America are. Grow up, people.


Anyway, back to the grind tomorrow. Gross. Have a good week, everybody.

Stay Gold,

MMK