Beantown...

I woke up at 8:00 this morning. Everyone was passed out, and I was ready to GO! I showered, did my hair, put on the sweet little Tahari dress I bought specifically for the trip, did make up, etc... and NOBODY was moving! I left a note saying I was out exploring Boston and for them to call me when they got up. I sent Elena and Matt text messages... and headed to the JFK Presidential Library, which was only one stop up from our hotel. I am fascinated by Jackie. She is my idol. I am also fascinated by JFK's presidency and all he dealt with during a short term. I like his call to service.


I spent awhile photographing it and perusing the exhibits, when I get a text message from Elena around noon saying they are ready. I head back to the hotel, and we decided to do seafood for lunch. I find a place that was recommended by Horace, The Union Oyster House, and off we go.

Food seemed alright to me, though I feel as if most everyone was pretty lackadaisical about it. I had planned that we would do Freedom Trail and lunch in the North End, but they had visited a lot of the Freedom Trail before I arrived the previous day... so I was totally thrown. We ended up wandering downtown... photographing buildings, monuments, etc... and then we decided to explore the Boston Common. I even went wading in the Frog Pond. Don't judge me. Elena has photographic evidence of me wading in the Frog Pond, carrying my shoes, in a simply darling white dress.

We decide to head down to the Sam Adams Brewery tour, which would have a free shuttle to Fenwey for the game. Tour is sold out. Another one of my great ideas goes up in smoke. I'm bummed, but they let us go to the beer garden and try a few of their unreleased ales. Not at all the same... but... what can you do?


We take the subway back to Fenway, arrive shortly after the gates open, and the guys drag us into a sports bar for a pre-game beer. We head over towards the park, but Elena gets distracted by needing to buy a Sox sweater. I FOUND A YANKEES HAT... and YES, I totally rocked that hat with my sweet, little, white dress to the game.

I start photographing the game and I get over it. Big Papi has come back from the Sox, so it promises to be an exciting game. I finally find some common baseball ground with Elena by mentioning how HOT Derek Jeter is... so we talk Jeter and A-Rod. The Yankees win... and the boys are dragging us off to a sports bar.

We end up getting separated in the crowds leaving Fenway. Elena and I are following Matt and Chase, and suddenly, we get down to a corner and they are NOWHERE to be found. We stand there for 15-20 minutes, trying to call them. No answer. I send Matt a text, and he finally texts me back that they are at Game On, the same bar we were at earlier. We get over there and there's a huge line. We wait 20 minutes, then we spend another 15 trying to find the guys. Game On is a HUGE sports bar, with lots of music, a small dance floor, and huge Red Sox crowds. It's as close to the game as you can get without tickets. Luckily, we had both. :)

Bar closes at 2. We consider after hours clubs, but end up just grabbing a cab back to the hotel. Elena finds a 24 hour place to order some snacks from and the boys are sound asleep by the time it gets there (15 minutes).