I woke up starving on Tuesday morning. When I ordered a breakfast sandwich on an English muffin and it came with french fries as the “breakfast potatoes,” I wasn’t mad.
We also explored Faneuil Hall marketplace. My family and John were patient and let me take pictures with everyone together haha! I tend to not post others’ photos as much because I choose to share my life on the internet, and they don’t, but there are lots of fun photos. This sign was very cool. Boston really loves its marathon.
After walking and getting freezing cold, it was time for lunch at Ye Olde Union Oyster House. It is a Historic National landmark and started serving food in 1826.
Afterward, we went to Bunker Hill. My legs were very very sore, but I still wanted to walk to the top with my parents and John! 295 steps later, I think it helped get the lactic acid moving. Or something. Walking down the steps was much worse than going up.
After John headed to the airport, we went to the Boston Public Gardens to see the “Make Way for Ducklings” family. My dad read that book to me many nights when I was little! He could still recite the names of all the ducks off the top of his head without skipping a beat. (Mrs. Mallard and Jack, Kack, Lack, Mack, Nack, Ouack, Pack, and Quack.) And the ducks say, “QUEEP!” Great book 🙂
We walked back down to where the finish line was and it looked WAY different. Even thought the marathon was over, everyone who saw the runners in our blue jackets said congratulations and thank you for coming to their city. It felt like being a celebrity!
I loved the giant unicorn in the Adidas store. We read somewhere along the weekend that the Unicorn Symbol came from the BAA’s Unicorn Golf course – but no one knows where that symbol came from. Personally, my guess is that they thought it was a badass mascot. Maybe I can have one of these in my living room when I grow up.
We went to Island Creek Oyster Bar for dinner. It was SO GOOD! I would highly recommend going if you ever visit Boston.
The JBird writing is still on my arm. Edit: it is still faintly there almost a full week later haha! I wear it with pride. I haven’t gotten around to digging up the rubbing alcohol. My make up remover usually gets pen off skin pretty well, but it didn’t make a dent in the sharpie. I would do it over again in a heartbeat though. It was well worth to have everyone screaming my name.
That wrapped up Tuesday! Another amazing day in a great city.