Ahhhhh, Bahston

Ahhhhh, Bahston. Aliens could have landed in Boston Harbor today and would have had NO trouble determining where they were.

Between everyone wearing Boston Red Sox gear to show their support in the game against the Yankees (who, by the way, won the game!!) and people opening their mouths to speak, it would be VERY clear to the aliens that they were in New England.

Everyone here talks funny. Don't even get me stahted on the food available in the restaurants by the hahba. If you take your cah, we could go get some chowda after the pahty.

Even I am stahting to talk like them. I was at the Dunkin’ Donuts last night ordering my Iced Latte when the girl asked me if I wanted a small, medium or lahge. I said, “Lahge." My first thought was that she might think I was making fun of her, but it came out so quick that I just went with it hoping she would think I was a local. There was no incident, so I guess I pulled it off.

This was Ed's first time to Bahston and my second. Now that I think about it, I haven't been here in about 17 years and I'm so glad we came back. We had a great time walking around, talking, taking pictures, etc.

We went to the Hahba (harbor)….

And Quincy Mahket (market)…

Bubble lights in the Mahketplace that I thought were really cool...

We had lunch at the Faneuil Hall Mahketplace, saw a few street performers that were VERY good, people watched, shopped, had dinner at a wonderful little Neopolitano Italian restaurant in the North End and finished off the night with a great canoli from Mike's Pastry on Hanover Street!

Now if I only had seen Matt Damon or Ben Affleck. Guess next time I have to go to the South End!