Thursday, April 22, 2010

Wednesday in Boston and then we head home!

Wednesday was our last day in Boston.  We had a full day to sitesee, though, as our flight did not leave Boston until 8:15 pm.  We used the hop-on, hop-off bus again plus the Metro "T" subway system to get around.  Started off by taking the "T" over to Harvard College......or as it's called around Boston, Haaavaaard!  Beautful campus.  Next we hiked up to Bunker Hill monument and climbed all 294 steps to the top.  With that we worked up an appetite so headed back to the North End where we knew of a wonderful bakery called Mike's Pastry...THE place to buy cannolis. We had never had one before--they were good, but maybe you need to have Italian blood to really, really love 'em.

Having travelled the narrated hop-on, hop-off tour bus for 2 days, we pretty much had our history lesson of historic Boston.  It was a great way to get around.

Very tired after our fun-filled days, we arrived safely back in Colorado about 1:00 am (or 3 am east coast time).  Our seatmate on the plane had run the marathon and so the conversation was all about running and marathons.  Her next race is an Ironman Triathalon where she will swim 2.5 miles, bike 112 miles, and then run a marathon.  WOW!  Hope Terry doesn't get any ideas about that (although any race involving swimming will be quickly dismissed by him)....Whew!

The next couple months will be busy ones for us as we say our goodbyes to Montana, pack up and move to Colorado, and start retirement!

Harvard

Bunker Hill Monument

Cannolis at Mike's Pastry

The bridge by Bunker Hill
This was being built 10 years ago when we were in Boston

Stopped by and had a drink with our friends at the Cheers Bar
Our last walk along the streets of Boston

1 comment:

  1. You probably climbed to the top of the monument without any huffing and puffing. I wanted to turn around at step 75, but there was a woman carrying a baby behind me and I knew it wouldn't look good if I quit and she continued on (we both made it to the top and she was panting just as hard as me).

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