Early but we arrived in time to go straight to a Red Sox game in 37 degree weather. The ballpark frank was DELICIOUS and the FREE hot chocolate just as good! After a day of Traveling we were toast and headed to bed early.
Monday, April 16, was Patriots’ Day and, of course, the boston marathon. Rob and I grabbed breakfast and then hopped on the T. We entered into McGreevey’s to watch the race - the weather was RIDICULOUSly gross. COLD and DOWNPOURING, we were delighted to be inside and quickly made friends with folks at the bar who were cheering on a young man from Nebraska who was doing really well! Sam Adams even brews a special brew for the marathon called: “26.2” It was amazing to watch the finishes and cheer folks on.
Amazing the professionals and all the runners as they accomplished such a race, the joy of those who have run it before and those we saw the next day in Boston hobbling as they walked- Boston was full of joy and passion despite such dismal weather.
We ate oysters at the Oyster House and Cannolis at Mike’s and then took my sodden self home (Rob wins best dressed for weather that day).
Our Final day in Boston was spent in Plymouth, Milton, Brookline, Cambridge, and Salem. We had a car, what can I say?! It is astounding how many of the 102 pilgrims did not last the first year in Plymouth. Also noteworthy was the burial ground (originally they hid their dead so the natives could not see that they were weak) and the memorial to the native chief are not too far apart on top of the hill looking towards the sea. Between the two is a plaque stating the “Day of mourning” that is celebrated on Thanksgiving Day. A hearty reminder that the pilgrims survival also meant natives were killed and died due to colonies.
In Milton, Rob found the house he lived in for a year while his father was on sabbatical, we saw the birthplace of George W Bush (who knew!) and then headed to Cambridge where we saw JFK’s birthplace and the Julia Childs’ home. We ended up at JFK’s library and walked through history- a Great Wall for the peace corps and another glimpse into the civil rights movement from JFK’s perspective.
We ended with dinner in Salem, chasing the witches and sunset. Also noteworthy was a memorial in Salem for the women who were killed for “being witches” and the unfairness to them.....a beautiful grove of trees planted for each of the women named.
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