Marlboro was great. We lived in a large, beautiful home with 2 German shorthaired pointers and a drooly cat named Lexus. Hannah was very old (I think 13-ish) but Bella was still a youngster (around 3) and acted like it. I'm pretty sure that given the opportunity, Bella would have stayed outside and ran non-stop for 12 hours. I've never seen an animal with so much energy. One of her favorite things to do was to have us fling a tennis ball 100 feet or so across the yard using a... uh... tennis ball flinger. Yeah that's it. We later named the game "spitty ball" because by the time she had recovered it 20 or 30 times it was, you guessed it, pretty much soaking wet.
|Lexus, not sure about the hand I just played|
|Bella with her spitty ball|
And then... BAM!... Boston, Massachusetts! Well Hull, to be precise, but Boston is just out our front window. Literally. This house sits right on the shore of Boston Harbor looking out over the big city skyline and we are in love with this little town. Everywhere you go there is water on either side of you with marinas every mile. Big ships and tug boats pass in front of our house on a daily basis and the sail boats are starting to emerge, like a new spring hatch on the water. Charli and I walk or run the shoreline roads every day and are soaking up the endless charm.
|Just one of the many thousands of sunset pics we have of Boston... from our front porch!|
And then there's Baahston itself... just a 30 min ferry or 45 min train ride from town. Two things about Boston...
1. the people there are super friendly
2. everyone sounds like someone doing an impression of themselves
Because we only have 2 cats to care for here, we have the luxury of heading out on a Saturday morning and spending the majority of the day there. We've gone over several times now and each time have walked over 8 miles within the city. We can't get enough of the place, as I'm sure anyone who has ever lived there or visited can attest to. Boston is just amazing, and that's all I can say about it.
|Row houses on Newbury Street|
|"The Commander's Own Drum and Bugle Corp" at Bunker Hill|
|Hanging with my BFF B. F.|
|Taking the ferry home at night|
In fact, today we went up to Salem for yet another historic day of sight seeing with an amazing National Park tour of the tall sailing ship Friendship, the infamous House of the Seven Gables and a VERY thorough walking tour covering the history of the Salem witch trials.
|Me, not actually steering the Friendship|
|The House of an Unnecessary Number of Gables|
My biggest challenge with Salem however was to suppress all the Monty Python quotes from the witch scene in the Holy Grail. I'm sure Charli didn't mind though. After all, there's nothing she enjoys more than hearing me do bad impressions from the movie.
|"How do you know she is a witch?" "SHE LOOKS LIKE ONE!"|