STILL DAY THREE-- Part 2--Boston Town

...continued.... too much good stuff for one post. 

A stop by the Boston Temple

A stop at the Raising Canes right next to Boston College for lunch.

Then we started on the Freedom Trail.  We didn't get to every site, but we made a valiant effort and quite exhausted ourselves.   This was the first site-- the current Massachusetts State House.

The exquisite rotunda.

The Old South Church-- where they got all riled up just before the Tea Party in 1773.

The Skeeters are praying-- it is a church afterall.

                                                 
The Old State House.  

This was a cool display that showed where landmarks in Boston are.

John Hancock's red velvet jacket and Cannon the Creeper.

This is the back side of the Old State House-- the site of the Boston Massacre.

You might think-- and you'd be correct in thinking-- it inappropriate for the Skeeters to take a picture at the site of the Boston Massacre.  I have no justification.  

Faneuil Hall was a big gathering spot-- a social hall of sorts

The door to Paul Revere's house

Silly Abe (the photographer) thought we were in London.  The Old North Church is between the trees

Right on, Paul!

The Old North Church-- yes, THE Old North Church-- of the "one if by land, two if by sea" fame.  Two Lanterns were lit here very late April 18th, 1775  

And sure enough, it is very tall.  You can see why they picked that location to see from a distance.

When my siblings and I were young, we loved it when our dad would sing us this song called "M.T.A" by the Kingston Trio.  So we made sure to schedule a short trip on the MTA:)

One of the most enjoyable parts or our Boston adventure was the Boston Tea Party experience in the evening.  It began in a hall made to look like the Old South Church.  

It was an interactive experience with the man in light blue guiding and instructing us (while staying impressively in character) and Sam Adams rousing the crowd before we went to toss the tea overboard.

There were a couple of small audience participation speaking parts, which Cannon and George volunteered to do.   And they went ALL OUT!  

Here is Cannon's delivery

And here is George

George was so unexpected and Cannon and Faith's reactions made it even funnier. 

We were also encouraged to stomp our feet and yell "Hear! Hear!"  and "Huzzah!" when it was something we liked and hiss and boo when we didn't like what the British were doing.  As you can imagine, the Foxes did not hold back.  We like to think we made it a better experience for everyone.  

Well, we like to think so, anyway.

We went below deck so see how the tea was stored

Greta tossing her tea-- what a little rebel!

HUZZAH!!!!!

Our Tea Party ship was called the The Eleanor - named after one of the actual ships involved!

The parallel parking skills on display on Bunker Hill was unbelievably impressive.  Like... WOW!

The monument atop Bunker Hill.  

I have a very vague memory from my very early childhood of spending a night in Boston on our way to or from a military assignment somewhere in the world.  So dim, I'm not even entirely sure it actually happened.  But I hope that this trip is not the last time I visit Boston.  We did as much  in one day as we possibly could have and I loved every second of it.  I will happily visit Bean Town again.

Oh, and another reason to love Boston?  The hometown of New Kids on the Block.  Did we listen to their greatest hits as we drove around?  Is that even a real question?  Of course we did.