Boston Mini Vacay (Caution: No Baby Pictures Until the End of this Post. Scroll if Necessary, it's OK.)

Since I've been putting this off for so long (blogging as homework, so sad), I'll let the pictures do the explaining...

The reason we were in Boston in the first place...

I think it's good to keep it real and post dorky photos when they are available. So here you go.

The game was crazy fun. Bruins fans are just plain crazy but we made it out alive. Now that the Habs are out of the playoffs, we are officially a Canucks household. For now.

Got a great Priceline deal at the Copely Square Marriot. This room service breakfast was almost as expensive as one night of accomodation. I won't even get into the valet parking... But it was worth it.

Boston Public Library

Took a Duck tour of the city and had a good time. That's me with my duck lips.

One of the Duck fleet that has a cool name.

That's Sergent Meatball, our Duck tour leader.

We learned a lot about the history of Boston.

None of which I will bore you with here. (Like I remember now anyway!)

I just thought this was cool. It's on the ground by the way.

I do remember that this is the USS Constitution. Historical significance? Hmmm.. must be the same place my keys are...

Oh yeah, it's spring!

After tooling around the city in our giant yellow banana (to quote Sergeant Meatball) we cruised the Charles River!

We got chased by these scary looking pirates. Er middle-aged accountants on vacation. Whatever. The kids thought it was hilarious.

Yeah, so what, I like a good pun. (It's an antiques store, get it?!)

Where everybody knows your nay-a-a-me!

(see sign on fence below middle awning)

It's hard to see, but those window boxes have running shoes in them filled with flowers. This is traditional decoration for the upcoming Boston marathon. Cute, right?

More spring.

Now this is where the angry mob got riled up enough to storm down to the docks and throw the King's tea overboard. The same exact building!

It's OK, I'm a total history nerd.

The only other thing I can't get enough of when I'm in an oldey-timey town (besides punny signs and historical buildings, oh and churches) is cemetaries.

Hello!! Paul REVERE is buried here!

Plus I love how it's right in the middle of town. There's like apartment buildings and what looks like a daycare butting right up next to it.

The Boston version of our usual self portrait.

Oooh, shiny. And important. Legislature?

Look how classy the Starbucks sign is! We also saw a fancy lookin' 7-11.

I think the Commons was our favourite part of the whole city. It's so pretty in there!

Sorry, we don't have any of these yet in Montréal so I went a little spring flower crazy...

If I was a little more with the program I would be able to explain the significane of these ducks. There is a children's story about ducks coming to the Commons but that's about as much as I can gather. They look cute anyway.

I like these kinds of statues too.

After all that history and walking around, we got down to some serious business. I read somewhere that the best place to get authentic Boston Cream Pie is at the Oak Room which is in the Fairmount Copley Square hotel. We strode in there in our jeans and running shoes and politely asked if we could sully their lovely dining room in order to indulge our (my) need to try the definitive Boston Cream Pie. They were very sweet and invited us in (picture a lavish gentlemen's club with lots of mahogany and rich fabrics and heavy furniture) and we blatanly had just dessert.

But what a dessert it was.

That stuff on the top and on the plate is big huge curls of white chocolate. It kinds of looks like cheese in this photo and actually it was kind of like overkill on top of all the rest, but I appreciated the effort.

Aren't we classy?

The lady who took this picture for us asked if we were on our honeymoon. We laughed and explained that it was merely our first time away from our 18-month old for TWO WHOLE nights. Then we kept laughing. She backed away slowly...

That night we went out for dinner at Legal Seafood and splurged on a brilliant, fishy meal that even I appreciated. I also bought a magazine and just SAT AND READ for like an hour in the afternoon. Amazing. Saturday we got up slowly, grabbed a Starbucks (in our hotel thank you!) and hit the road by 11. We got to Stéphane's parents by around 5:30 and got Liliane home and tucked into bed by her usual 8PM.

And voilà! An excellent little trip, I highly recommend it.

Speaking of Liliane, I took this at the park yesterday:

That kid LOVES the swings. The only thing she loves more is the slide:



And the only thing she loves more than the slide is ice cream! We had our first trip of the season to Dairy Queen (for my west-coast readers, DQ isn't open all year round out here!) but since this post is already huge, I'll leave those for the next one. Which will not take two weeks to finish. Promise.