Boston has always been a goal for a trip. And it was the last of the 30by30 goals to be completed. Fenway park was the main reason, but then when Kelly moved near the city it seemed the right trip to make. It also helped that the Reds just happened to play the Redsox at Fenway this year. Schedules were checked and tickets were bought and Aly and I ventured northward!
Aly went a little earlier than me to visit some family so we met up with her when Kelly picked me up Sunday morning.
Our first stop, straight from the airport was to tour around Boston Common, the Freedom Trail, and whatever else we seemed to stumble upon.
Boston Commons, where we had our picnic lunch prepared by Kelly.
I'm a terrible tourist and historian, I did not take notes as usual so do not remember many names of the things on the Freedom Trail. (Nor did any of us really know what they were at the time)
Leave the gun, take the cannoli.
Street performers
Cheers Bar
We headed back to Kelly's residence to drop our stuff and make some dinner which we then followed up with some ice cream from the local shop where she lives. Local ice cream is on my list of priorities for any trip that I take.
After spending the evening searching for cheap Mexican restaurants for Cinco De Mayo the next day(which seem to be in every shopping area around Greenville, SC) we settled on just Mexican, sans the cheap. This did however lead us to a day of adventuring and touring around as we drove many more miles than planned and stopped in to see what we could see on the North Shore.
Our friend Steph works for GE wind energy.
This house is perfect.
The light house that we thought we were trespassing to get to, but then ended up being a public place. And it had a rock wall that was progressively windy and almost a half mile long out to the end in the bay.
We took a break from disc golf on Kelly's campus to climb some trees.
Cute little kite fliers on a beach somewhere in NH I think.
And to end the evening, we went to a lovely New England contra dance. We danced at the Scout House in Concord which is known in the contra dance community for the line by the fire place, which we all danced in. It was a lovely dance full of people who were lovely dancers. Being young-ish gals we were a bit of a hot commodity and couldn't have sat out a dance if we wanted to.
A lovely New England contra dance.
The last morning we went for breakfast at Sugar Magnolias in Gloucester for a hike around a lake near Kelly's residence and toured around a little here and there to fill the time we needed before getting Aly to the airport.
A lake with hiking near Kelly's residence.
Street performers and pre-game hooplah on Yawkey Way.
It's so small. And you can get really close up pre-game.
Reds vs. Redsox
Our view from the bleachers. Well worth the price for tickets.
Not a bad seat in the place.
After the game, we navigated the train system to find our way back to the home of a friend of Kelly's. We crashed there for the night and I caught my plane back south bright and early the next morning.
The tunnel to head back to the airport.
See ya later, Boston!
