A Massachusetts Weekend

The year...1990, the place...Purdue University. That was the year that Samantha came into my life and became my best friend. Through thick and thin, and I'm not just talking our waistlines here, we have withstood the test of time.

So..for her birthday this year, my wonderful husband flew me to Massachusetts to visit her for the weekend. Isn't he just the best!

Needless to say, we had the best time!!!!!!!!!!! I arrived on Friday the 2nd of October. We cruised over to Boston Gliders a segway tour company. After a half hour of practice time, which ended up in playing around time because it took all of 5 minutes to master a segway, we were off with our tour guide Katie. Let me just state right here that the pedestrians were lucky we had mastered them as we literally raced back and force along the sidewalk, spun in circles and generally acted like a couple of teenagers with a new toy.

Here is Samantha right after she got on for the first time. Notice the look of uncertainty on her face. With a couple of helmets that made us look utterly horrible, we were off to tour the city.





The battle of Bunker Hill spot. "Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes."

Riding along and seeing these historic spots made me wish I had paid more attention in school. I loved it, you could just feel history.

The Constitution, better known as "Old Iron Sides" A beautiful old ship. It is the oldest ship still in commission. A ship has to sail one mile per year to be in commission, so on the fourth of July each year, they take her out a half mile and bring her back in.


The old North Church.
"One if by sea, two if by land." I loved the beautiful old architecture of the whole city.

Paul Revere's house. He only lived in it a short time, then rented it out.



John Hancock's house. Wow!

The tiny little cobblestone streets are so cute, and narrow! I kept thinking that they were just alleys we were going down, but no, they are real streets that people live on. It was like we were on a movie set or something.

Boston Harbor. Where, of course, they have the fourth of July fireworks each year.


Segway's MOST FUN EVER!!!!!!!!!

After the segway tour, we looked around in some shops, then went to the cutest Italian restaurant. Run by real Italians. OK, I may impress easily but Italian to me means going to the Olive Garden, this was cool.

We had the best dinner ever! Lobster stuffed ravioli for me and chicken parmesan for Samantha. That was after having bruchetta as an appetizer. Boy do I love basil.

We then stood in line and hit up Mike's pastry for canollies. Yum yum! I have never had canollies before and these were the bomb! And yes, I know I spelled cannolies wrong, but I'm NOT Italian and my spell check does not have it in there!

Sunday, we went to Plymouth, MA so I could see the Plymouth rock. Now, like most of you I was expecting this really big thing.

It is exactly what it says it is........... A rock. They don't even know if it is "the" rock, but hey it is in the spot they obviously had to step out onto so it works for me.
It is down where you can't get to it, but I tried to get Samantha and it into the picture. If you look hard you can see it there on the left.

It does have a really big impressive canopy around it.

Some shots of the seafaring boats etc around there

This picture is just a little "dingy". Yeah, pun intended no matter how bad.
Imagine my surprise when I discovered I had my own hill in Plymouth.

Shots around Grafton where Samantha lives. It had not been cold enough to bring out a lot of color to the trees yet, but it was still beautiful.


Oh, I just love all these old buildings. I want to just soak up the atmosphere.

Thanks babe for sending me to see Samantha and reconnect with her, and thanks Samantha for taking me into your home, driving me everywhere, and being the best hostess in the world. I had one of the best times of my life.

Oh, and by the way, now every time I walk by a segway in the airport I have to really work hard at holding myself back and not climbing on and going for a joy ride. I wonder if I could ask Santa to bring me one for Christmas?