We arrived first, and waited in this park for Val.
Cheryl, in her sweater she got in Ireland
Very nice, but dessert had to be somewhere else, at a gelato and cannoli place down the street.
Paul Revere's house took very little time to go through. So strange, that it would be surrounded so closely by so many modern (relatively) buildings.
Val, in front of a gift shop
We went into several gift shops, which were all pretty much the same, but there was one which was inside the Union Oyster House restaurant. As we poked around I realized they were playing jazz - it sounded like Paul Desmond's saxophone. I said, "Dolly would love this place!". Val laughed. She knows me.
It was a cool day - the coolest day in an otherwise June-like week. We saw the harbor nearby, so we wandered over there. It was quite brisk near the water!
Very bracing. We walked around a lot, admiring the architecture. There's lots of it to admire in Boston, and not only the old buildings. Many of the modern ones were very pleasing.
The Old State House, site of the Boston Massacre
famous patriot Sam Adams, cousin to John, our second president
Cheryl and I wondered to ourselves at the small bag Val carried - she hadn't checked in to her hotel yet - she was carrying her stuff around with her, but we marveled that she could make do with so little, even on a short trip.
Well, we got to see a little of what she was carrying; before we parted, she produced for each of us, a bag of homemade chocolate chip cookies and some candy, sweetly wrapped and decorated!
Gosh, Val! That little heart has an L on the other side - she made that, too! Did you have any room for your own stuff in there?
It was a lovely day.