Boston....where everybody knows your name
Trip Start
Aug 11, 2009
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Trip End
Ongoing
Where I stayed
Boston, Massachusetts
Friday, September 18, 2009
Not a lot to say about Boston really, it’s a nice place to be especially if you’re a student (Harvard)or a historian (city was founded in the 1600’s, Boston Tea Party etc) or Irish. There are a lot of Irishmen about, I even encountered to homeless Irish women, not what I expected to find on the streets of Boston Massachu.....Masach......Massechus,.....forget it , you get the picture.....it’s the state the BeeGee’s sang about .
Boston is a small city with a big city’s ambition, or is it a big city with a small city’s wardrobe. Considering a clock tower still seems to be the highest structure in town I would tend to sway to the latter. I think that Boston is full of places that you need to live with to appreciate, it’s not a weekend jaunt town. A lot is missed when you’re only in town for a few days.
The city has an awesome , user friendly underground/overground trolley/tram system that will get you anywhere in the city for two dollars. It’s quick, cheap, regular and not prone to delays.....London, wake the hell up and learn from the Bostonians you money grabbing, dis-service providing bastards.
Trace and I still managed to find a few activities to fill up our days though. For instance we went to the original Cheers bar (hence the title of this entry). It’s called The Bull and Finch and is the actual pub that inspired the sitcom. There was one of the bit part nobody actors from the series hanging out in the bar trying to make a quick buck (Sam’s attorney apparently) but nobody showed much interest. Anyway I had a few beers and quoted the wisdom of Norm to Trace,....I would’ve been better off talking to the beer. Woman! Can’t live with them, pass the beer nuts. Thank you Norm.
We did spend a bit of time laughing at the Boston accent. They tend to substitute their R’s with H’s ie beer would be beah, Harvard would be Hahvahd , chowder is chowdah, car is cah etc. Very funny.
Whale watching was something we both wanted to experience and was heavily advertised all over Boston. Our particular trip was ill-fated as the boat had to turn back due to heavy seas. I was quietly grateful because as far as I’m concerned giant catamaran cruisers are not supposed to wheelie. So the whales were left in peace for a day, that can only be a good thing. To make ourselves feel better, we went back to the hotel, ate sushi and hung out in the Jacuzzi................I’m really sick of our lifestyle, I want some luxury damn it !!
A few quirkier things that we learned are in Boston you are not allowed to have more than two drinks on the bar in front of you at once,....state law. And if you wear a cowboy hat you are automatically from Texas, that’s how people get my attention now "Hey Texas!".............I’m further South than that my friends, try South Africa, morons.
We took in another ball game, Boston Red Sox v LA Angels. Not as fun as the game we watched in Houston but still pretty cool. This town is fanatical about the Red Sox. I saw one of the big baseball stars driving his Ferrari to Fenway Park which is the baseball stadium in Boston. I knew he was famous because everyone was cheering and mobbing his car. I asked a local who he was and with a look of complete disgust on his face the dude said “You’re from Boston and don’t know who David Ortiz is!??”. Resisting the urge to punch this fool in the face and tell his ignorant ass that not everyone is from America, I calmly informed him of my ethnic origins. I don’t think he knew where South Africa was.
That’s all folks, we’re off to a little coastal town called Provincetown now, I’ve heard many stories about it already......I’ll let you know in a few days if the stories are true or not.
