After our whale watching adventure, we had lunch at a small restaurant that has been operated as a pub/restaurant since 1895. In that time, it has only had 4 owners. At this point, we were over seafood, so Mark had a HUGE cheeseburger, and I had what had to be the most fantabulous reuben ever made.
Tummies full, we were on our way to Boston.
Let me just say...people in Boston...CAN NOT DRIVE!!! Seriously, they are crazy. Blinkers are purely optional...I mean, why let the other people know what your thinking, let them guess and slam on the brakes. Red lights...merely a suggestion...if you think you can make it...GO!
It was quite a shock to the relaxed senses. We had spent a week choosing "Use least amount of highways" on the navigational package, meandering, enjoying the scenery, etc. and we'll Boston wanted to re-immerse us in Urban Transportation.
We had dinner in the room, Mark watched some TV and I finally had a chance to read.
Saturday morning (Mark's Birthday), we had breakfast and found a tour trolley. We didn't have much time to explore because Mark had to work...yes, on his birthday...yes, while on vacation. We did get off the trolley and walk a short part of the Freedom Trail. We visited the church where Paul Revere had the lanterns lit..."One if by land, two if by sea", and we got to tour another cemetery.
While Mark was at the convention, I took a nap and read some more. Afterwards, we walked around downtown Boston for an hour or so, then decided to hop a cab to Little Italy for dinner.
Boston's Little Italy is home to 105 independently owned/family operated Italian restaurants. We picked one, and got our name on the wait list. We opted to wait outside because the weather was so nice, and the hostess stood outside the door of the restaurant.
When we walked in to be seated, we were a bit surprised. The restaurant was 15 feet wide by 20 feet deep. We were sat at a table for two that was 2 inches away from another table for two..really, it was more like a table for four where we didn't know our companions, and therefore tried to ignore each others conversations. Across the aisle from us was another set of tables like ours...they ran like this from front to back...if you actually had 4 in your party, they just scooted the tables that extra inch together.
The aisle that ran down the center of the restaurant was so narrow that the relatively small waitresses had to shimmy sideways down through it.
But the food...MMMMMMMM...the BEST Italian food I have ever tasted...ever.
After dinner, we retrieved our rental car and our luggage, and headed to Hartford. We stayed near the airport, and caught our plane right after breakfast.
The kids picked us up at the airport. They we were so excited, and so were we. We've never been away from them for that length of time.
We did forget how LOUD they are, lol.
So, one more post on New England, and that should wrap it up.
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