Ah, the joys of being the retired tag-along spouse of someone who has to be in meetings all day. So while Lorette was getting smarter, I was free to explore the city.
First stop for me: Boston Common, America’s oldest public park.
I had the opportunity to have lunch with Pam Hoyle, a friend from high school who lives in Boston, and catch up on the past fifty years. So how did I manage to not get her photograph? Rest assured, she is not in the photo below.
We ate at a place called Carrie Nation Cocktail Club where I got to try another Lobster Roll.
One of our stops was the Granary Burying Grounds, founded in 1660.
Some of America’s most notable citizens rest here.
Irish Famine Memorial along the Freedom Trail to commemorate the 1845 Irish potato famine.
The Old State House built in 1713 to house the colony’s government.
The Institute of Contemporary Art was close to our hotel and provided an interesting diversion with its eclectic galleries.
I bought a pass for the T, Boston’s Metro, and spent some time just riding around. Couldn’t get the Kingston Trio singing the Charlie on the MTA song out of my head. A couple of random photos:
And speaking of snow, there was still some around from the winter’s record of 8 feet.
The John F. KennedyPresidential Library and Museum is definitely worth a visit.
And for a bit of culture, we attended a concert of the Boston Symphony in Symphony Hall which opened in 1900. Wonder who else sat in our seats over those 115 years?
Our flight didn’t leave until 6:00 PM so we had time for one last taste of New England.
Despite the livery on our Alaska Airlines plane, our pilot was able to find Seattle with no apparent difficulty.