|The State House in Boston|
One does not drive a motorhome into Boston or any other major city if one can help it, and we thought we had explained this to our GPS, but it had other ideas and took us right through the middle of town on I-93. It was Sunday and the traffic wasn't that bad as it turned out but the road was in terrible shape. They need to work on their infrastructure. We breezed through town and kept going south past Quincy and Braintree where John Adams use to hang out and ended up in the town of Middleboro at the dreaded Kampgrounds of Amerika. From there the plan was to take the train into Boston and leave the car at the station. We couldn't take the dogs on the train with us and they weren't that heart set on Boston anyway, so we arranged for them to stay at Kamp K-9 and get baths whilst we were sight seeing.
|One if by land, two if by sea.|
Fifty minutes later we found ourselves in the Boston South train station, where we would have to be again by 4:30 if we were going to retrieve our dogs before they locked the doors of Kamp K-9. From there we had to navigate the Boston subway system. That's right, three Californians who never go anywhere without our automotive cocoons aboard the MBTA, the same system where Charlie rides forever 'neath the streets of Boston. No doubt we would have joined him except that Christopher had recently been schooled in a similar set of problems in New York City. The MBTA is apparently mild by comparison. He also knew that Google MAPS will tell you exactly which trains to take to get from point A to point B, which I would never have guessed in a million years.
|Fishing with Froggy at the Boston Commons|
|Our Duck Boat reflected in the side of a skyscraper|
Our project for the afternoon was to take a Duck Boat tour. The Duck Boats have been touring Boston for fifty odd years. They were originally WW II surplus amphibious landing craft like the oneTom Hanks clambered out of to go save Pvt. Ryan but today all but one of their 28 boat fleet were custom made for the tour company by General Motors. It's a fun tour, the drivers all being certifiably insane, and in 90 minutes we drove past all of the city's major landmarks, so we can at least say we saw them. At the end of the tour they roll your tour bus into the water and take you for a 10 minute cruise in the Charles River. Nice but you don't see anything new from the
|Passing a sister Duck on the Charles River|
The next day was kind of a washout. It started out as an instant replay of Monday, catching the train into town, then we took a cab out to the Brewery. After the
|Sam Adams brewery - closed|
|Green Dragon Tavern|
|Tea Party Museum|