I bought this box on my most recent trip to Boston. I believe it was $8 or $9. I bought it at the Old North Church gift shop. I own another pillbox from Boston that I bought in Feb. 2007, which I’ll post soon. This box is obviously of the church and has two images of Paul Revere on it. Old North Church is where he had the lanterns hung to let everyone that the British were coming. The trinket inside is of a lantern.
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During my freshman year of college I went to Boston with a tour bus full of people from my college. Our original plan was Boston and Salem. Salem didn’t work out because our bus broke down and we had to change buses in the middle of nowhere. My suitcase was broken in this process. When we finally got to Boston it was already dark. We were staying in the outskirts of Boston in Somerville. It was St. Patrick’s Day weekend, which we found out is a big deal in Boston.
My friends drank, danced, and laughed for hours in the hotel room while I watched in amusement. We were warned that the subway shuts down at midnight which we thought was beyond stupid. A small group of us headed out to Quincy Market. On the platform my friends sang and danced on the benches, while I made sure they didn’t end up in the tracks. When we finally got out of the subway my friend Kathleen went into oncoming traffic and almost got hit by a car, but I pulled her back at the last second. The funny thing is that it happened right by the Boston Massacre site.
When we got to Quincy Market Michael left us to catch up with his friends. The girls and I checked out the Cheers gift shop and whatever else was open. We posed with some guys dressed as leprechauns. Molly’s friend joined us. Kathleen and I were standing in the middle of the market (it’s a round open area) when a guy came over to us and hugged us while saying beam me up Scotty. His wife wasn’t too happy with him. Once we left the market it was crazy. Everyone was drunk! One of my friends was running around looking for her glove while the other was making out with random guys. I eventually got us to a 7-11 to pump food into them. Then I dragged them back on the subway to our hotel. There was no way in hell I was missing the last train before midnight. Our friends wound up missing the last train and had a horrible expensive time getting back. Once back in our hotel room a group of drunk guys tried to get into our room, but I wouldn’t let them. They gave up once they realized I was sober.
The next day we all woke up early and went to the St. Patrick’s Day Parade. It was fun and strange at the same time. Lots of weird floats. Afterwards we met up with Molly’s friends who dragged us around for what seemed like hours. Kathleen and I had enough. We were starving, freezing, and tired. We broke away and walked in search of food, comfort, and warmth. We found a Borders. The people at the Borders cafe felt so bad for us. They picked out the biggest m&m Rice Krispie treats and poured lots of whipped cream and chocolate sauce in our hot chocolates. We could have kissed them. We went back to the same 7-11 we were in the night before. We then met up with our group and did the Freedom Trail. We didn’t do Bunker Hill though. We ended at the Old North Church. We took Hanover St. Back down to Quincy Market. All the pastry places looked so good! A bunch of us decided to eat in a seafood place by Quincy Market. I got Mac n cheese. It wasn’t bad. It just wasn’t enough food. Back to our 7-11 and then we headed back to our hotel. Kathleen, Molly, and I rented the movie Bobby.
The next day Kathleen and I took the bus to Cambridge. We walked around for a while using my guidebook. My guidebook said we could go into this old building so we did. We wound up getting yelled at because it was the President’s office and is closed to the public. Stupid guide book. After that we opted for a Harvard history tour. We had a student show us around campus and tell us the history of all the buildings. She did the whole pahk yah cah at hahvad yahd bit. We met up with the whole group for dinner at Uno’s.
The bus ride home was a mixture of sleeping and karaoke. I think we also watched the Simpsons at one point. The trip was short, but fun.
Our karaoke videos (that’s not me singing):
Added new postcards to Postcards from Massachusetts album
April 27 2013
We woke up early so we could catch a train to Alewife Station. From Alewife Station we would have to catch a bus to Lexington. The bus is only once an hour so we didn’t want to miss it. We arrived at Alewife Station and had 40 minutes to wait. My mom got a muffin at Dunkin Donuts in the station and I used the ladies room, which was surprisingly super clean. Our bus finally arrived and we had the pleasure of traveling with a very drunk annoying man.
About 20 mins later we were let off at the Lexington Visitors Center. We purchased our Liberty Ride tickets. Then we immediately took off for the 11am Hancock Clarke House Tour. We walked for a bit and didn’t see it. So we turned back and went to the visitors center. Turns out we were on the right block, but had to walk past about 11 houses to find it.
We arrived late for the tour and my mom convinced the guy to let us on the tour. We watched a short film about the battles of Lexington and Concord. Our tour guide was in a costume and showed us the two levels of the house. She told us about the house and the activities that took place on the night when the regulars (the British) were coming. The tour was informative and I enjoyed it. My allergies were really bad and the tour guide and I felt like someone was sitting on our chest.
We raced to the Buckman Tavern to catch the 12pm tour. Our tour guide was in costume again. We were only shown the first floor of the tavern, which was about four rooms. Again we learned about the tavern in general, the owners, and the night’s activities. One of my favorite things were the window coverings. Each window covering showed you the view from that room in the 1700’s. We then went into the gift shop where I bought postcards.
We walked around Lexington to kill time. Everything in the town was boring and expensive. We went to the visitors center to pick up the Liberty Ride trolley. The trolley wound up being late.
We boarded the 1pm trolley and sat on the right side (the better side). All the important sites were pointed out to us. We saw where Paul Revere was captured, Louisa May Alcott’s house, Emerson’s house, etc. We pulled over at the Old North Bridge. We learned about the battle that took place. We were able to take pictures with the monuments and the bridge. It was surreal to be on the bridge. I had seen pictures and read about this bridge countless times.
We boarded the trolley again. I raised my hand to indicate that I wanted the trolley to stop at the Concord Museum. I wanted to see Revere’s lantern and then I was going to cross the street and do the Orchard House. However, they didn’t see my hand and drove right by the stop. They were supposed to stop even if I didn’t raise my hand. I WAS SO PISSED!!! They drove us back to the visitors center. I wanted to stay on and go back and do the Concord Museum. However, the trolley people were really mean and said we would be stranded there if we got off there. I wanted to get off at the Orchard House stop and cross the street to The Concord Museum. The bus would then pick up at the museum stop in 30 mins. They couldn’t understand that and pretty much insisted me didn’t do that. So much for their hop on hop off concept. I was livid!!! We spent a lot of money and didn’t get what we paid for. I stormed off down the street to wait for our bus to Alewife Station.
We waited at Panera. I was seething. I always make plans and we always accomplish them. Usually we not only accomplish them but we do more than what was planned. I really should not have listened to the tour people and just should have stayed on and did my own thing. GRRRR. 45 minutes later our bus showed up and we then took the train to Maggiano’s.
We arrived at Maggiano’s and they were packed!!! We were over 1.5 hrs early for our reservation. We were early because we didn’t do the Orchard House and Concord Museum. They promised they would seat us earlier despite the 1.5 hr wait they were telling people without a reservation. We were so hungry! The last I ate was a handful if saltines at like 8am. It was now 5pm. They seated us an hour later. They happened to seat us in the same booth we had the last time we were there. We immediate ordered fried zucchini and a flat bread. The zucchini was really good (like always) and the flatbread was delicious. I started to feel nauseous so we decided to take the dessert sampler to go.
We got back to the hotel and put on CSI. We had two apple cobblers, Creme brûlée, chocolate cake, cheesecake, and tiramisu. The cobblers were out of this world. I shared the chocolate cake and cheesecake with my mom they were really good when smushed together. My mom ate the tiramisu and most of the brûlée. It was our first time trying it and we both enjoyed it. What a great way to end a so so day.
I took a day off of blog posting yesterday in honor of the victims of the Boston Marathon Explosions. It was my version of a moment of silence for them. My heart and prayers go out to the victims, families of the victims, and everyone who witnessed the horrific events first hand. As a girl I watched from my classroom window (located across the street from the World Trade Center) the atrocities of 9/11. I know what it is like to wish you could take the images and sounds out of your memory. I know what it is like to run for your life. I know what it is like to wish that you were safe at home watching on TV instead of being in the middle of it. So I know how you feel. The pain, sadness, and the memories start to fade and blur over time. Though each horrific event or anniversary will temporarily bring them back.
I’m headed to Boston next week. This is a trip I have had planned for months and am not going to change it. I’ve been to Boston several times before and thought I was use this post to show off my favorite Boston memories. I will post pictures from my times in Boston with my college friends and with my family. I will go back to writing about Philly tomorrow.