Today was a very long day :)
While we drove into Boston, we stopped for a hot breakfast at Starbucks :) Then continued onto Boston Common. We were blessed with a Bazaar that was raising money for indigenous people; each of the kids bought something. Abby bought an orange belt from Indonesia, Todd bought a little "Zombie" made from yarn/string from Thailand, Beth bought a pink top from Mexico, and Jamie bought a purse from Uzbekistan. After the surprise unscheduled Bazaar, we bought a self guided tour book from the Visitor's Center and walked the Freedom Trail (to the Old North Church), nearly finishing the 2.5 mile one-way trip. On the walk back to the car, we stopped at another Starbucks and had a cold beverage to keep us going. Two Starbucks stops in one day - for us, that is unheard of.
It was great to see the sights leading up to and including the first parts of the Revolutionary War.
We couldn't get our car to the limited Boston map we had and all of the roads kept forcing us via one way directions away from the Boston Tea Party, so we didn't see them, so left Boston around 4pm.
When we got back to the campsite, Amy took a shower while I wrote down the directions to where we were going to celebrate our 26th Anniversary one day late. I wanted to leave the kids the computer and the cell phone while Amy and I prepared to head back into Boston together to celebrate our 26th Anniversary. I had previously purchased tickets to the Boston Pops on Saturday night, June 21st starting at 8pm, that was celebrating Dizzie Gillespie. Around 6pm, we left the campsite and made it to a restaurant Amy had noticed that was close to the campsite and ate a wonderful meal from 6:15pm-7:15pm. Then we drove downtown and due to road construction related traffic delays, I dropped Amy off at 7:55pm near the door to the concert, and I was blessed to get a close parking spot and ran up the stairs at 8pm with them saying to the crowd approaching to hurry up as it was starting, but I made it to the first balcony before the conductor even entered, so it was perfect timing. It was as though there were 3 concerts that evening. First, the Symphony played 2 numbers, then a very young (18 year old) talented pianist played from memory along with the orchestra a number from Stravinsky written for Piano; then after the intermission; 6 Jazz musicians, most of them very old, one who had played with Dizzie since 1942, (who was 21 then), now 85 years old who played sax and flute - the other older musicians played the trombone and the other played the trumpet and the other played the electric bass. The two younger ones were the piano player and the drum player. They played about 50 minutes with the entire orchestra, and then for an encore, played one more song with just the 6 of them. It was a wonderful night and we left around 10:30pm to go to our B&B we had just reserved the day before in Hull MA (after making sure it was OK with the kids that they spent one night without us.) That trip out to the point on Hull took a lot longer than either of us had wished. Our directions were wrong, it was getting late, and finally we found a place to ask for better directions. When we found the B&B it was around 1am. So, the inn keeper had said she would leave the back door unlocked for us. It was so we came in and did not see any note to which was our room, so I went and found 2 doors to rooms that were already opened and one was a single bed, and one was a double, so I assumed I had found our room. When Amy and I both went into the room, she noticed some of the pillows were at the foot of the bed and the bed did not look made, there was garbage in the garbage can, but nothing in the closet, and there was a damp towel and wash cloth laying on the bed. It looked like this wasn't our room; so we wrote a note to the owner stating we would give her a call in the morning and decided to drive back to the campground. We arrived at the campground around 2:30am. Thankful that 2 of the 3 events we planned for our anniversary celebration worked out as planned.
While we drove into Boston, we stopped for a hot breakfast at Starbucks :) Then continued onto Boston Common. We were blessed with a Bazaar that was raising money for indigenous people; each of the kids bought something. Abby bought an orange belt from Indonesia, Todd bought a little "Zombie" made from yarn/string from Thailand, Beth bought a pink top from Mexico, and Jamie bought a purse from Uzbekistan. After the surprise unscheduled Bazaar, we bought a self guided tour book from the Visitor's Center and walked the Freedom Trail (to the Old North Church), nearly finishing the 2.5 mile one-way trip. On the walk back to the car, we stopped at another Starbucks and had a cold beverage to keep us going. Two Starbucks stops in one day - for us, that is unheard of.
It was great to see the sights leading up to and including the first parts of the Revolutionary War.
We couldn't get our car to the limited Boston map we had and all of the roads kept forcing us via one way directions away from the Boston Tea Party, so we didn't see them, so left Boston around 4pm.
When we got back to the campsite, Amy took a shower while I wrote down the directions to where we were going to celebrate our 26th Anniversary one day late. I wanted to leave the kids the computer and the cell phone while Amy and I prepared to head back into Boston together to celebrate our 26th Anniversary. I had previously purchased tickets to the Boston Pops on Saturday night, June 21st starting at 8pm, that was celebrating Dizzie Gillespie. Around 6pm, we left the campsite and made it to a restaurant Amy had noticed that was close to the campsite and ate a wonderful meal from 6:15pm-7:15pm. Then we drove downtown and due to road construction related traffic delays, I dropped Amy off at 7:55pm near the door to the concert, and I was blessed to get a close parking spot and ran up the stairs at 8pm with them saying to the crowd approaching to hurry up as it was starting, but I made it to the first balcony before the conductor even entered, so it was perfect timing. It was as though there were 3 concerts that evening. First, the Symphony played 2 numbers, then a very young (18 year old) talented pianist played from memory along with the orchestra a number from Stravinsky written for Piano; then after the intermission; 6 Jazz musicians, most of them very old, one who had played with Dizzie since 1942, (who was 21 then), now 85 years old who played sax and flute - the other older musicians played the trombone and the other played the trumpet and the other played the electric bass. The two younger ones were the piano player and the drum player. They played about 50 minutes with the entire orchestra, and then for an encore, played one more song with just the 6 of them. It was a wonderful night and we left around 10:30pm to go to our B&B we had just reserved the day before in Hull MA (after making sure it was OK with the kids that they spent one night without us.) That trip out to the point on Hull took a lot longer than either of us had wished. Our directions were wrong, it was getting late, and finally we found a place to ask for better directions. When we found the B&B it was around 1am. So, the inn keeper had said she would leave the back door unlocked for us. It was so we came in and did not see any note to which was our room, so I went and found 2 doors to rooms that were already opened and one was a single bed, and one was a double, so I assumed I had found our room. When Amy and I both went into the room, she noticed some of the pillows were at the foot of the bed and the bed did not look made, there was garbage in the garbage can, but nothing in the closet, and there was a damp towel and wash cloth laying on the bed. It looked like this wasn't our room; so we wrote a note to the owner stating we would give her a call in the morning and decided to drive back to the campground. We arrived at the campground around 2:30am. Thankful that 2 of the 3 events we planned for our anniversary celebration worked out as planned.
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