We’re having a delightful time in Boston!
Last night me and Phats and Mikey headed to Warren Tavern, touted as the oldest bar in Boston… maybe even Massachusetts! I don’t really feel like checking my facts though, so you can check on the truthfulness of that on their website. Prepare yourself for the intro, it’s a bit of a sap-fest.
It was a great bar. The coolest part about it is that Paul Revere used to frequent the place and George Washington even took a nip there… when he was visiting his pal Benjamin Frothingham. Jeez, how many pig-with-rabies jokes did that guy have to endure in 18th century grammar school?
Today Phats and I walked around Charlestown and checked out the Bunker Hill monument. The streets of Boston remind me of what I imagine London to be like. And something I’ve noticed that I found quite surprising is that the streets of the neighborhoods are incredibly quiet, not much traffic at all.
Here’s a few quick shots from last night and today.
I’m heading back into the woods tomorrow to visit a few wonderful ladies in Friendsville, Maryland. I’ll be back to the keyboard on Monday!