Freedom Trail
Ah yes, the red line. Or maybe better known as the Freedom Trail. It meanders through the landmark sites of the city of Boston, guiding tourists on their path through history. We started at Boston Common which seemed to be entirely under construction. Despite trying to find the beginning of the red line, we decided to begin our historic journey from our T stop.
Our first destination, the spooky Granary cemetery, we visisted the gravestones of Paul Revere and John Hancock, but missing Samuel Adam’s final resting place. We continued past the first public school, an old bookstore, and made it through the site of the Boston Massacre. We took a break to eat a lemon Cannoli at Mike’s and continued through the Italian District, seeing amazing statues and factoids.
We crossed into Charlestown and stories became a reality, as we went aboard “Old Ironsides”, the invincible naval battleship from 1812. Bridget said a classic Goonies line, “Mikey: Well, what are you guys waiting for, an invitation? Load up… Except for that. That is Willie’s.” and we were back on the road to Bunker Hill. Bridget and I then climbed 292 steps up to the top of the Bunker Hill memorial, which rewarded us with an amazing view of Boston. On the apartments, we also saw the amazing decks Bostonians have on their houses. With the red line conquered, we went back to the hotel, and grabbed our tickets for the game.
Red Sox
Sports biggest rivarly. This was my first Red Sox/Yankees game ever, and other than the final score, it didn’t disappoint. We walked around Van Ness and Yawkey way, where I purchased two new Sox shirts, along with Bridget’s new Fenway shirt. Sporting our new gear, we headed to Boston Beerworks for a few drinks, and then headed to the game.
Unbelievably, Lester threw 40+ pitches in the first inning. However, he settled down to last four more innings. Randomly, Corinna was also there, so we met up with her in the third, missing Pedroia’s home run. (A few days later, we found that Corinna would eventually get engaged in Central Park in New York.) Either way, Burnett and Lester kept battling for each inning. And Lester had the win after he left in the sixth. Then the tide began to turn after an amazing Granderson catch, and the Yanks caught up to the Sox 4 to 2. Then things got even more exciting in the 9th. With Mariano pitching, the Sox had the bases loaded with Gonzalez up to hit. With Bridget on my shoulders, Gonzalez got fooled by the 3rd strike across the plate, ending the game. Exciting finish, but unfortunately the wrong team won.