Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Boston, Massachusetts

Jamaica Plain

On the last official day of vacation,

I decided to go to work.

(ahem)

But then I took to the T home at noon, and found myself at the Sam Adams Brewing Company, taking my third brewery tour in twelve months.

Tour number two for those two guys.

I didn’t have time for lunch, except for a quarter of an Ula’s sandwich, shoved in my mouth while we walked across the brewery complex.

This resulted in the following consquences:

1. Lance fell madly in love with Sam Summer, and our fridge might be stocked religiously for the rest of the season
2. I got tipsy at 1 p.m.

Me being tipsy at 1 p.m. resulted in a few more consequences:

1. Following a text message tip, we walked to Boing! to buy cat-shaped silly bands.
2. I spent a long time contemplating the books at Goodwill.

Which one did I buy?

And to round out a Vacation-In-My-Own-Neighborhood, I ate my favorite sandwich at City Feed & Supply, and then had a drink and played Scrabble at the Brendan Behan Pub, aka “The Dog Bar.”

No dogs were sighted.

The next day,

vacation was over.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Gloucester, Massachusetts

Whale Watching Tour

You guys ever heard of Groupon?

Oh, you guys.

I Grouponed some tickets for a four-hour whale watching tour, 25 bucks a head.

We drove madly through Boston to make our appointment,

and by 1:00, we were on board,

and cans of beer were only 2.75! Who knew?

How many whales would we see?

We took bets.

Lance said 3.

Frank said 4.

I said 7.

We saw like, 20.

But first, we saw a fin.

The tour lady said it was a floating flat sunfish or something. Common to the area.

But she was wrong.

IT WAS A SHARK!

Oh. Snap.

It was so much fun.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Boston, MA

The Esplanade

On Saturday, Lance and I had to leave.

I forgot to tell my Grandpa until I was going to bed the night before.

He was shocked.

I was shocked!

But we had places to go,

people to pick up from D.C,

and fireworks to watch.

And boy, did we get a choice location.

Highlights included:

• high schoolers on hallucinogens hosting a guitar sing-along circle
• some old-fashioned, Midwestern parenting: screaming parents, Burger King for dinner, and projectile glowsticks landing on my stomach
• a far too epic adventure to acquire pizza
• active members of the Toby Keith Fan Club who, as our companion Alesa put it so succinctly, were obviously caught in a Rad Bromance. And who did push-ups during the chorus.
• A guy busted by the cops for stripping off his shirt and swimming across a pond. Sakes alive!

Oh, and the fireworks.

They were pretty.