Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Boston Bennys

Welcome to Boston! These are a few of the many wonderful things we encountered on our adventurous trip. I don't know which I enjoyed more. The Marriott bedding, or dining where Benny Franklin used to dine.. Both made the trip fabulous.
Boston Cream Pie from the place of its birth - The Omni Parker Hotel.
This hotel has also housed Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow for various rendezvous.
John F. Kennedy also announced his candidacy for Congress here.
Truly an honor to be where Johnny once was.
My seester was a little creeped out by this. I guess she'll end up in Boston.

Medallions for the fallen soldiers.
Where Benny Franklin used to eat Oysters.
Quincy Market






Good ol' Freedom Trail. He led us good.

I think they missed a number and a half.
And this is where the term was coined.
Dear General Hooker.
He had many wives.
And he had all this.
And ended up with a statue in his honor.
Little did he know the impact he would have on America's modern day....floozy.


Mr. Harvard. I kept having flashbacks to The Social Network. Sad I know. My thoughts should have been on something more historic...like Legally Blonde? Harvard Law?
Regardless..I rubbed Mr. Harvards toe for good luck. An apparent tradition due to his shiny left toe.


Benny Affleck (I still can't decide which Benny I like more. Franklin or Affleck. Both have done so much for our country and I can't thank them enough). and Jennifer Garners house. We sat outside for a good hour awaiting their arrival. They didn't come so we left them a love note, some chocolates and our phone numbers. Can't wait for our celeb debute.


Last, but surely not least. We ran into an Anthropologie in Cambridge. How convenient.

Monday, March 14, 2011

North face and Scruff

Welcome to the land of North Face and Cannolis. The land of Harvard goers, history lovers and scruffy faced-dont-do-your-hair boys. What a pleasure it was to venture to Massachusetts this weekend. One of a kind trip. Here are a few treasures we found a long the way. More to come soon.
I can't tell you of the excitement I get when I see my name written big on a building. It's some sort of pride thing I think. Like seeing my name written 10x bigger than everyone else's makes me that much cooler than everyone else.

Where they used to meet for church. They meaning the colonial families and people....back then....in those days....


Dear Ben. We wanted to sign The Declaration of Independence on invisible paper in your honor. You're welcome.
I dont know why I had such troubles getting on this donkey....
poor bum
Kimberlini obviously had no difficulties

Messiest most delicious thing I've ever tasted. Who would have thought that a waffle filled with cheese would be good?
please disregard the cheesy (no pun intended) awkward smile.
More pictures to come .....

The Ice Fisherman

Our last day in Boston we went to Walden Pond and Lexington and Concord.
For those of you who struggle with....learning and remembering....like me. I will gladly give you a quicky reminder:
1. Walden Pond was where Henry David Thoreau lived for two years to think, escape and write. He documented his woodland experience in Walden.


I hesitantly walked on the iced over pond, but only after I saw 4 of my friends hop on and after it was repeatedly confirmed to me that Mr. Ice Fisherman from Luxembourg (story soon to come) would gladly jump in and save me if i were to sink to the bottom.


This is Mr. Ice Fisherman.He was one of the most pleasant people I have ever encountered. He told of us his travels through Luxembourg, his grandchildren, and the art of catching the perfect trout.
And here it is folks. The contraption of a lifetime. Told to have caught some of the most delicious fish on the planet.


I learned a lot from this man. He was patient and kind. I like meeting people like that.
A bench in the pond.



Lesson #2:
2. The Battles of Lexington and Concord were the first two military engagements of the Revolutionary War. This is where "The shot heard around the world" was shot and where battle was declared.

It was peacefully beautiful. It brought back memories of 5th grade History with Mr. Helfrich and made me wanna get dressed up again as a militiaman and reenact the battles with my fellow elementary students.