The third day was the biggest sightseeing day. Carla had to leave early the next day, so we had to get everything in before she left.
It was a beautiful day, so we did lots of walking to get where we needed to go. We walked through Boston Public Garden, where we were greeted by George Washington.
The park was really nice, and I can only imagine that it will get even better as the flowers start blooming.
They didn’t have the swan boats up and running yet, which was a little sad, but oh well. Next time.
The book Make Way for Ducklings is set in Boston Public Garden, and there is a statue there to commemorate it. We were there soon after Easter, and the ducks were wearing flowery straw hats.
I tried on two different days to get a photo of the ducks by themselves, but I think this is close to impossible. So, my statue photo is complete with small children riding the ducks.
We headed through Boston Common, which was the site of various hangings and military scuffles.
The gold dome in this photo is the State House. Our Duck guide (as well as Sula) told us that the gold was covered up with black during WWII, because they were afraid that it would be a target for bombs. Even on cloudy day the gold is visible.
We walked a little more, and ended up at a bookstore and a fabric store (neither of which is very surprising). Carla bought a very exciting novel about a band/orchestra, and I hope that she’ll pass it around and let all of us read it. We also bought some fabric at the fabric store, for a project that will get its own post later.
After the book and fabric stores, Carla and I set out on our own. We got on the T, and promptly got lost. We weren’t actually too lost…we were on the right train, just had the name of the exit wrong. Luckily, our trusty cell phones let us look up where we needed to go. (How did we ever function without GPS capable cell phones?)
On our way we passed the bridge that I like…
…and then we were in Charlestown.I decided that I would enjoy living on this street below (I think it was called Pleasant Street).
We walked up the hill to the Bunker Hill monument.
We headed inside the side area…
…and then we began the 291 step walk up the spiral staircase to the top. Let me tell ya, this was way harder than I thought it was going to be. Carla and I were both glad to see the top.
I took a few pictures out the windows…
…and we recovered enough to head back down the crazy spiral stairs. I felt like we should stay up there for an hour or so to make it worth climbing the stairs.
We decided to follow the red-brick road of the Freedom Trail, which led us through some nice residential streets…
…and down to the U.S.S. Constitution.
We had to memorize the Old Ironsides poem in junior English, and various lines kept running through my head.
We got to walk around the top deck, but they had the lower decks closed for some reason.
There was also a WWII battleship, but it had already closed for the day. I actually don’t remember the name of this ship, which is probably bad. I’ll add it later if I find it.
It was getting towards eating time at this point, so we walked back towards town and figured out where we were meeting everyone.
We had to cross the street to get to the T, and I couldn’t help but take a photo of a guy playing baseball on a grassy area. It just seemed so Boston (I wonder if he owns a boat, too?).
We wanted to eat at a pizza place called Upper Crust, so we met and walked to the first location. It turned out to be tiny, with only one long table for sitting and lots of people already there. So, we walked back through the Public Garden…
to the second location. This location was like the first; really busy and really small. So we headed to the 3rd location. At this point, I was getting pretty hungry. I hadn’t had much to eat that day (do to personal choice, not due to lack of my hostess trying to feed me), so I snacked on some peanut butter crackers. We got to the third location, and I ordered fairly quickly (cause dude, I was really hungry). My friends ordered after me, and I attempted to be patient. I was a bit concerned when their pizza came out before my calzone, so I went to ask about it. Turns out, my order didn’t get printed from the register, and therefore didn’t get cooked. Isn’t that how it works? If you’re kinda hungry, your food comes quickly, but when you’re starving it either takes forever or gets lost somewhere. They made up for it by giving me extra pieces of pizza, which were *huge.* There was one piece that was about the size of half a pizza. There’s a photo out there of me holding both boxes. The food was really good, and they did their best to take care of things when there was a problem. Here’s my tip about that…if you want to go to the Upper Crust, go to the location on the south side (Tremont Street area).
We headed home and began to work on our craft project for the night. We realized that it was really easy to cut out sewing patterns where there were 3 of us, so we did that for a bit.
Vada-kitty was very eager to help Carla trace her pattern.
We also used Google Maps to calculate how far we walked. Altogether, it was a little over 7 miles. I don’t think I’ve ever walked 7 miles in a day, but it was definitely worth it. If you’re ever in Boston, take the time (even if it’s more than one day) to see as much as possible on the Freedom Trail.