The Big Tourist WeekendIt's been such an eventful few days I can't help but document it! I had a friend come visit from DC and we did it up right with a big tourist weekend. She got in Thursday evening and I took her home long enough to change and then we headed out to 80's night. It was a great mix of people, some work and non-work friends were there to make the night oh so fun. After walking the 2 miles home (half the way barefoot) we crashed hard. We had a pretty mellow morning, the next day. I had to wake up early to drop Dupree off at the car spa. (Which really just don't get me started on that!) And we lazed around and made yummy pepper and goat cheese omelettes. We finally got motivated early afternoon to head out to the Freedom Trail. We did the WHOLE Freedom Trail in one day! The only sight we didn't stop to look at was the USS Constitution. We walked by it on our way to Bunker Hill but by then it was getting close to 7 and we were pretty ready to be done. It was fun to do something so Boston with someone who had never been to Boston. Growing up in New England Boston was our "city," I grew up with the history, seeing the sights, and generally really enjoying getting to play around the historic places. It was fun to show Chaz things and tell her about throwing tea over board for my 7th birthday, reenacting the Boston Massacre out with our playmobile, and trying to learn how to duplicate John Hancock's unique signature. And I realized that perhaps my interest in political science had begun way back then with my Johnny Termain tape and the Son's of Liberty song:) (And yes I know I'm a dork that's okay I've come to terms with it!) We stopped and took pictures, bought souvenirs, wine (and attended a wine tasting), went to Mike's Pastry. We really did the Freedom Trail in STYLE:) So then Friday evening when we finally made it home, we took it easy...made dinner watched a move and still didn't go to bed at a decent time:) Saturday morning we once again had a lazy start and I took Chaz to Zaftig's my favorite breakfast place. Where we join the hordes of brunches. After fighting off some pushy tourist for our counter seats we had a delicious breakfast, well worth the wait. We meet up with Jerome and head off for a day at the beach. We had a lovely day of sun, and conversation. Including a fantastic discovery of Jerome's excellent read-a-loud ablilities. After dragging our sun exhausted bodies home for showers we headed to the Publick House for dinner. Which honestly was maybe a tiny little mistake:) It was hot Hot HOT! No AC, and a packed pub does not spell a respite from the heat of the day. And to make it worse the signature dish (so required ordering for that evening) is mac & cheese...not exactally the coolest of foods. So after a delicous and steamy meal we meandered home in the balmy weather marveling that at 11pm we were STILL sweating! At some point between Saturday night and Sunday morning we watched There Will Be Blood...really really well done. Sunday was the BIG GAME day! Chaz's coworker had tickets to the Red Sox that we bought and they were GREAT seats! Right behind home plate in the first section under the roof. Which with the weather yesterday was nice because hot as it was at least we were out of the sun. Greg came and meet us at my apt and we headed off to the game. Good seats, good friends, good beer, good hotdogs, good game...really good times:) It was great to get to spend time with Greg and it was fun to be back at a ball game with Chaz. Add on to that the fun of Fenway and really could we even of had a bad time? We came home and crashed for a while, watched Across the Universe (love that movie!) and debated for a while what we felt like doing. We finally decided that hanging out on Jerome's roof sounded like the best plan so after getting wicked sweating walking around returning movies and finding dessert we headed up the roof. There we found a party of newly arrived students from Dublin. They were in Boston for the summer and apparently they also enjoyed the roof top. So we made some new friends and some amusing conversations. On the way home though I managed to fall down Jerome's stairs and scrap up my hand and bruise my foot (apparently I'm finding out today pretty badly!). But besides that we made it home safely and after a story from our favorite bedtime storyteller we had a lovely night sleep in my nice AC cooled bedroom. So this morning Chaz is on her way back to DC and I have my foot propped up on box under my desk with a bad of ice. It's got a nice shade of blue and is a bit swollen but that will teach me to wear flip flops around all the time...actually who am I kidding that's totally NOT going to teach me I'll still wear them all the time! But over all it was a great weekend filled with friends, fun, and good times:) | 
