The Adirondack

Yesterday in the afternoon, Cas and I started out with the idea that we would visit Paul Revere’s house, and I bet we would have done it, too, were it not for the extremely long line out front and the light mist falling from the sky.  We simultaneously decided to skip it, and instead, go to a wine bar, as we were in the Italian neighborhood again.  We’d had a big couple of pastries for late breakfast, so we decided to have a meal at around three.  This was lunch-dinner.  There’s no language equivalent to the word “brunch” that encompasses those two meals.  We didn’t want to have dinner too late, though, as we had places to be.  The Adirondack III sailed at seven, meaning we needed to be there at 6:30, and of course, we were at the harbor, looking out at the water at around six.  We needed the early bird special, for sure.  If you’re in Boston, of course, you need seafood. Lots and lots of seafood.  But do yourself a favor, take a moment and have some Italian.  There is a robust section of town with amazing Italian restaurants, and fortunately, if you’re doing Boston tourist stuff, you’ll do plenty of walking to burn all of those calories.  We were very happy with our momentary diversion from seafood, though tomorrow, it may be time for another lobster roll.  But from our Italian restaurant, we headed to the harbor.  

It was really the luckiest thing that our fireworks-viewing cruise on the third was cancelled and they let us reschedule for the fourth.  We got on a beautiful sailboat that came complete with wine and blankets.  We had our little hooded windbreakers and we sat, looking out at the water, the fireworks and the far more populated larger vessels.  Some other boats were equipped with spectacular speaker systems, but unfortunately, they were not equipped with anything desirable in the way of music.  After a while, I think our captain was deliberately sailing to spots away from the loud boats.  

We were going for a decidedly different vibe: 

After the fireworks, we were scheduled back at the harbor at 10:30.  About 30 minutes before that, it started to really rain.  Because Cas and I are officially done being soaking wet, we decided to take the crew up on their offer of accommodations below deck.  We sat at the table in the center of the covered space and played word puzzle games on my phone for about 20 minutes until it was time to get off the boat and make our way back to the hotel with great speed.  We got exactly one patch of sunshine in Boston so far, and it was just long enough to get a gorgeous sunset.  I’m calling that a win.  

So, for your enjoyment, take a look at our photos.  We’re off to Fenway this morning, then to a laundromat of no historical significance.  

Photos here: https://photos.app.goo.gl/2sYnZaQSheDb6sfJ6