Woke up in Boston and I think we ate our leftover stuff from last night for breakfast... either that, or I was still so full from late dinner that food was nowhere near my agenda.
Also, it was 4 AM our time, not a big meal time normally.
Mom and I packed everything up, took our bags downstairs and deposited them in the hotel's closet for people who want to traipse around without lugging their stuff everywhere... I will NEVER pack that much again. It was horrid. I think I reopened at least one of my hernias.
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| Here's looking at you |
The Salem hat, which is awesome, had to stay unpacked or it would lose its awesomeness. It made for some fun stares and double takes, since I had to either wear it or carry it everywhere we went. When asked, I usually said "We bought it in Salem," which usually brought a knowing "Ohhhhhhhhh."
We went on a cute trolley tour with MILES the tour guide and his adorable Boston accent. The hat rode shotgun on my knee.
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| Mom and me on the trolley - I'm wearing my spooky Salem scarf |
Keep in mind that the rest of these pictures are taken from inside the trolley. Miles wasted no time between stops. This first one is of the cemetery where Paul Revere and other
notable Revolutionary era people are buried. I must say the "no left turn" sign is exceptional.
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| Granary Burying Ground |
