The rain stopped. The day turned out to be an absolutely beautiful, brisk fall day. We started the morning with a cup of coffee in hand - wait - I started the morning with a cup of coffee in hand, as we followed the Freedom Trail through Boston. We got to visit some of the oldest churches in America, Paul Revere's home and grave, the sight of the Boston Massacre, Bunker Hill, Faneuil Hall and so much more.
It was a great day wondering through a beautiful and historic city, stopping occasionally at little coffee shops, an incredible bakery with absolutely amazing canolis, and ending the evening with a cute little Italian restaurant. We even got to experience real Bostonian drivers at rush hour - I have never seen so many people yelling and flipping each other of at intersections - and I lived in LA for several years.
I could have spent days in Boston, it had so many great places to visit, so many historical sights - in fact there were so many historical sights and buildings that the whole city seemed to be covered in plaques. One little brownstone home had a plaque out front reading "On this location in 1823 absolutely nothing important happened."
But we couldn't stay long - we had lots more to see.