Let me backtrack. Duane and I were trying to figure out where to go for one of our FINAL "standby" journeys. His "employee status" changes from ACTIVE (part of his severence package) to RETIREE at the end of September, which, basically, means that we'll be somewhere below DEAD PEOPLE on the priority list.
So...we've tried to cram a TON of travel in this summer. It's actually been AMAZING...since March, we've seen Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York City, Paris, Montana (Glacier National Park), Chicago, and now Boston.
I went to Boston in college, as part of a tour for the Old Gold Singers, of which I was a member. It was a DELIGHTFUL trip (except for the whole "getting there by tour bus" thing), and I LOVED the history and COOLNESS of the city.
So...I hadn't beent there since the early-80's, and Duane hadn't been there since the mid-90's, so we decided to give it a shot. Getting there was a piece of cake. We flew in, and arrived mid-afternoon. We checked in at the hotel, and headed immediately out to explore the city.
We decided to start a Feneuil Hall, which we BOTH remembered from our previous visits. We found the "food court", and Duane found the "turkey sandwich" that he remembered, and I found an AMAZING macaroni and cheese booth (ordered the bacon mac and cheese, and thought I'd DIED and gone to heaven!). UNFORTUNATELY, I didn't find the "macaroni and cheese potpie" booth until I was already full!!!!
After gorging ourselves with AWESOME food (I also found the hot dog booth, and had a "not so good" cheese dog), we looked around the other buildings in the Feneuil complex, then headed SOUTH on the Freedom Trail.
We saw the cemetary where Paul Revere is buried...
We found the "Cheers" bar...
...and we found Boston Common.
I TOTALLY forgot that "Make Way for Ducklings" by Robert McCloskey is set in the Commons, and, when I saw the swan boats, had a MINOR fit. It was SO cool to experience a part of that book in person! I LOVED it!!
After going as far on the southern end of the Freedom trail as possible, we headed back to the hotel. Every evening, from 5:30-7:30, they have the "managers reception" in the restaurant area. Cheese and cracker, veggies, and other yummy munchies. It was a REALLY cool feature of the hotel, and we TOTALLY took advantage of it. REALLY cool!
I needed Ny-Quil for my cold, so, after sampling the treats, we headed out into the East Boston neighborhood around the hotel. I can't say that it was a particularly "ritzy" area, but we found the White Hen, bought our drugs and bottles of water, and headed back to the hotel.
Saturday, we got up, and headed back downtown to do the "north" part of the freedom trail. We started at Feneuil Hall, headed to the wharf area to check out the harbor...
...and then headed to the Paul Revere House. The FUNNY thing about the Paul Revere House, is that it is now located in the HEART of "Little Italy". There are gelatto shops, and Italian Bakeries, and Italian "goods" stores all around it. TOTALLY wierd!
The Old North Church ("one if by land, two if by sea") is also in Little Italy, and it was TOTALLY cool to see this FAMOUS piece of American history!!!!!
Duane in the "Revere" seats at the Old North Church (the entire 
After looking around the church and grounds, we proceeded along the Freedom Trail, but, LUCKILY, I had seen an advertisement in a magazine in our hotel room for an Italian Festival that was coming up, so we diverted from the trail and explored the neighborhood.
We found the most AMAZING gelatto, at Sappori di Napoli, in the HEART of Little Italy. I had the limonatta gelatto, and it was FABULOUS. The BEST I've ever tasted.
After finding an AMAZING bakery further down the street (and sampling some AWESOME pastries), we continued along the trail. We stopped to see the USS Constitution, but it was being refurbished, so we opted NOT to stand in line for an hour to go below deck.
Duane in the "Revere" seats at the Old North Church (the entire congregation area of the church is divided into "cubicles",
and the ancestors of Paul Revere maintain this one).
After looking around the church and grounds, we proceeded along the Freedom Trail, but, LUCKILY, I had seen an advertisement in a magazine in our hotel room for an Italian Festival that was coming up, so we diverted from the trail and explored the neighborhood.
We found the most AMAZING gelatto, at Sappori di Napoli, in the HEART of Little Italy. I had the limonatta gelatto, and it was FABULOUS. The BEST I've ever tasted.
After finding an AMAZING bakery further down the street (and sampling some AWESOME pastries), we continued along the trail. We stopped to see the USS Constitution, but it was being refurbished, so we opted NOT to stand in line for an hour to go below deck.
We continued north along the trail, and spent a little time at Bunker Hill. We watched a demonstration of how the Battle of Bunker Hill was fought, watched the musket get fired by a park ranger (in costume), and then climbed the 294 steps to the top of the monument. I was SO tired by the time we got to the top, that I, BASICALLY, just stood at the top, panting, while Duane took pictures out the windows!
After Bunker Hill, we finished walking the trail, took the subway to the Harvard area, looked around a bit (it was a BEASTLY hot and humid day, so by this point, we were ready to go back for the "Manager's Reception").
After WOLFING down our pizza, we headed back to the hotel, packed, and went to bed.
After Bunker Hill, we finished walking the trail, took the subway to the Harvard area, looked around a bit (it was a BEASTLY hot and humid day, so by this point, we were ready to go back for the "Manager's Reception").
The day before, while looking for cold medicine in East Boston, we passed a pizzaria called Santarpio's (http://www.santarpiospizza.com/). There was a line a MILE long outside the door, so, we thought it was probably a GREAT place to eat, and decided to go there for dinner Saturday night.
I am SO glad we did! It was the BEST pizza I have ever eaten IN MY LIFE!!! Typically, the edge crust (my nieces call it the "bones" of the pizza) is the part that you "skip", if you want to go on to another piece of pizza. This crust was SO crispy, and SO flavorful, and SO good, that you HAD to eat it before moving on.
The sauce is amazing, the crust is amazing, the pepperoni was ESPECIALLY flavorful, and the cheese was fresh and salty and FABULOUS!!! We weren't very hungry, but polished off an ENTIRE medium pizza without taking a breath in between slices.
If you are EVER in East Boston, You MUST go there (the waitress said that GQ Magazine voted it number 25 IN THE WORLD for "best pizza", and I TOTALLY agree)(based on the pizza I've eaten in my life...which is A LOT!!!). WOW!!!
After WOLFING down our pizza, we headed back to the hotel, packed, and went to bed.Sunday, we TRIED to get home, but here's where the SUCKY, SUCKY, SUCKY 1/3 comes. We got to the airport around 9:00, in hopes of getting on the 10:45 flight. We didn't get on. Nor did we get on the 1:00, 2:35, or 5:00 flight either. We spent 9 hours at the airport, and couldn't get on ANY flights back to Minneapolis, or Detroit!
I'm NOT fond of "standby" travel. Yes...it's "free"...but there's a HUGE "uncertainty factor", and I like things in my life to be a LITTLE more "dependable". If this had been our FIRST "standby" travel experience, it would also have been my LAST! It SUCKED, SUCKED, SUCKED!!!!
Duane kept calling Northwest to figure out alternate routes, as we sat, and tried to get on flights, and sat, and moved to other gates, and watched all of our flights leave (without us on them), and sat, and moved to other gates. UGH!
Apparently, an earlier flight cancelled, most of the flights we tried to get on were "oversold" (bastards!), and the 9:00 a.m. flight (that delayed until 6:00 p.m., and then cancelled because an engine needed to be replaced) was our last "not going to happen" shot of the day.
So...we called the hotel that we had checked out of earlier in the day, took the shuttle back, got another room, and, basically went to bed as soon as we got there (well...not EXACTLY true...I had TWO glasses of wine in the hotel bar, while Duane looked at flight options for the next day, and then we ran back down to Santarpio's for another pepperoni pizza!).
Monday, we got up at 4:00 (ugh!), went back to the airport, took a shuttle flight to New York City, and JUST got the last two seats on a flight from La Guardia to Minneapolis. We BARELY got on the plane...FOUR people didn't show, and a couple of other "standbys" got on before us. The ticket agents had to go on the plane to make sure the two seats listed on the manifest were truly empty, while we stood outside the plane and waited with our fingers crossed to see if we'd get on (I can no longer swear using the big "JC" or "GD", as per my "please let us get on this flight" deal with God...).
We made it back to the cities around 11:30, sped home, Duane took a shower and headed to work, and I rushed off to meet with my 6th grade team to work on stuff for the coming school year. Ugh! What a HORRID ending to an otherwise LOVELY weekend!
I have to say that I'm TOTALLY "over" the travel thing for now! I'm looking forward to spending weekends at home, and I'm actually TOTALLY okay with BUYING plane tickets from this point forward. "Free" travel is nice, when it works, but, actually having a seat on a plane, and getting to where you want to go, AS PLANNED, is an entirely new concept, and WONDERFUL thing!!
Here's hoping YOU did something fun this past weekend, and that YOU were able to get to WHERE you wanted to be WHEN you wanted to be there!!!
2 comments:
I'm hungry now. I want gelato and pizza. From Boston. Now. Right NOW!
SERIOUSLY!!! The BEST of both that I've EVER tasted. I'm drooling now...just thinking about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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