Boston: Day 2

When we woke up, we sadly discovered that it was misting/raining again. However, upon cheering ourselves up with a good breakfast, we walked over to the Museum of Science in time to get on our Duck Tour. After purchasing the duck calls to make the quacking sounds, we boarded a really cool duck boat which, we found out later, was not only decorated with Red Sox signs, but was actually part of the victory parade when they won the World Series in 2004. Our driver was really fun and had lots of good stories to tell about various parts of Boston. The city itself is very old, with lots of history behind every building and area. We also went onto the Charles River and took a little tour around the harbor.

After the Duck Tour we decided to walk around the city and started our impromptu exursion at the Boston Public Gardens where we could enjoy the beautiful scenery and mini-statues of Mrs Mallard and her ducklings (from Robert McCloskey's "Make Way for Ducklings"). We then walked around Newbury Street, had lunch, and crossed the Boston Commons to the Massachussets State House where the famous Freedom Trail begins. We followed the trail around Boston, saw several old cemeteries where a bunch of historical figures are buried, and got to experience various parts of Boston that had different atmospheres. Highlights of the walk include Fanuiel Hall and Quincy Market (both very significant historical landmarks) and Paul Revere's House, who was nicknamed the Messenger of the Revolution.

Make Way for Ducklings

Newbury Street

Back at the hotel, while I was taking a nap, there was a "change of guard" in Meg's family (her Mom left and her brother came). We got ready and took a cab to Fenway Park, the home of the Red Sox. We then equipped ourselves with the proper Red Sox attire (hats and seatshirts) and found our way to our seats, which were very very close to the actual field. The game became more and more exciting as I understood more of what was going on with Meg's patient explanations. Besides, the delicious hotdog and cracker jacks make up for a bit of rain. The Sox were playing the Braves and loosing pretty badly, so once the rain picked up in the middle of the 7th inning, the faithful but discouraged fans began to leave, and so did we. It was sad that my first ever MLB game was not only rained out, but also was a disappointing loss for the Sox (of which Im by association with Meg's family a fan now).

Fenway Park