Days: 431-433 & 439-440 (30 August 2015 – 1 September 2015 & 7 September 2015 – 8 September 2015)
Total distance travelled: 111,852.9 kilometres (69,473.83 miles)
Boston, some would claim the birthplace of the American Revolution, and I would say, one damn attractive city.
At least that was our first impression.
We were a little aways from the downtown area, but that was no issue as the public transit system allowed us to simply jump aboard a train to get to where the action was in little time at all.
With so much formative history in this city (of the United States), we decided to jump aboard one of the free walking tours run by the National Parks Service out of Faneuil Hall (a pretty historic building in its own right).
Things kicked off with a little bit of shocking news.
That man you see on the front of every Samuel Adams beer, is not in fact Samuel Adams.
Rather, it’s Paul Revere, another revolutionary patriot who would feature heavily along this tour (a Boston native and all, I’m guessing he was far more attractive than old Sam Adams).
We took in several old graveyards, the final resting place of countless folk from the 18th and 19th centuries, including a good selection of names you’d find in most Revolutionary War annals (yes, Mr Revere did also make a cameo).
We had the task of explaining to one poor couple, that the Benjamin Franklin monument before which they stood, was not actually his burial plot (that remains in Philadelphia), before continuing on to and in fact concluding this short walking tour at Boston Common.
We enjoyed our first tour that much, that we opted to sign up for another that same afternoon. A tour which would take us towards the areas north of downtown.
Once again, Paul Revere was one of the main attractions, as we took in his former home, as well as the church (where the above statue was found) from which those famous lanterns (or was it lantern?) were lit.
For those not aware, Paul Revere has been immortalised as a hero of the revolution thanks to the popular poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “Paul Revere’s Ride”, although it is incorrectly believed that he rode the countryside shouting “the British are coming” which would hardly be clever when one is trying to sneak about in occupied territory…
Once this second tour concluded, we spent a little more time on the north side of the river, checking out the obelisk monument to the Battle of Bunker Hill on Breeds Hill, before heading down to the docks to see the legendary, two hundred and eighteen year old USS Constitution.
Sadly for us, she wasn’t afloat or even receiving visitors, presently lain up for a three year restoration job.
Another bright morning greeted us the following day, and it was onto the subway and out to Cambridge to check out one of the most famous centres of learning on the planet, Harvard University.
There were people aplenty, for it appeared the new study year was about to begin.
As such, there were orientation events going on everywhere, as this years new students arrive and try to get into the swing of campus life.
We tried to just keep out of the way, whilst admiring the beautiful buildings and poking our noses about a produce market that was about to open its stalls.
It was here that I made what I thought at first to be an interesting purchase, and later discovered it to be a very astute purchase, a maple glaze and bacon topped donut!
That is correct, as I was to later learn, the humble stall from which we’d bought, was listed as one of the top producers in all of the USA (at least according to the list in another donut store in Portland).
Union Square was their name, and indeed, donuts is their game!
Talking of game, less than a week later, we were back in Boston as our time in the USA drew close to its end.
However not before we took in one last ballgame at one of the country’s most famous ballparks, Fenway Park.
Today, the Red Sox were playing host to the on song Toronto Blue Jays, but all we were looking forward to was a cracking game.
When Josh Donaldson smoked the second pitch he faced over the wall at centre field, we thought perhaps the team in form was going to romp it in… but baseball is a funny game, and before we knew it, the home team was cruising to the win 11-4.
Baseball can be a funny game.
We took in one final, self guided walking tour on our last morning, packed our bags and made the easy journey out to the airport.
There was a plane for us to catch, so after four hundred and forty days in the Americas (that’s both North and South), we were set for a new continent…
* Our journey from New York to Boston with Megabus cost us $21.00 US per person (booked online in advance).
* Our two walking tours along the Freedom Trail both set off from Faneuil Hall (you need to sign-up/check in there in advance), and run by the National Parks Service, were both FREE.