It feels like Boston
was really the start of the adventure.
For a start we were staying in a house not a hotel.
And we were out in the suburbs, a little place called Chelsea . Largely a Hispanic neighborhood so dinner in
a local restaurant was interesting. This
apparently was the house specialty (or so we were told) and come up bubbling
like Vesuvius.
It might have been a joke on a couple of unfortunate
tourists but boy did it taste goooooood.
Lynne “I’ve been a Red Sox fan for years so a visit to Fenway Park
was an absolute must.
Couldn’t get tickets but to be around the stadium when they
were playing the Yankees in a double header was brilliant. And with the House of Blues just next door
with free music on offer…well, it was just a little bit of heaven.”
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