After Saturday’s trip to Boston, we figured that we knew everything and it would be easy to commute into Boston, walk to the trolley, get off and on and basically get a better look at the city without stress. We loved the afternoon. Walked on cobblestones, saw Paul Revere’s place, ate in the Italian neighborhood, visited the Old North Church which is gorgeous. When I came out of Paul Revere’s house, Russ was visiting with a woman from Larkspur in Marin County. Small world isn’t it.
The Hancock glass building is unbelievable, but I really loved seeing the old church in its modern glass windows.
Then after a perfect day we got on the train, headed back to Mansfield and missed our stop. Dark and couldn’t hear and as a result met our angel of the day, Megan, who with her mom drove us back up the roads to our car. Crazy feeling of impotence not having a single way to get back -as the trains are weird on Sunday. We really are blessed.