wicked good times in Boston

First day back to work after a nice vacation and BLAH! there is so much to do! And here i thought I'd be able to slack all day and type a bunch of myspace posts and fiddle with my photos on Imagestation. whatevs. I got my work done and just finished fiddlin' (not diddlin', you pervs) with the pics (see link at bottom for fun photos!).

Here's a Boston recap, for those that care ....

Thursday: After a stressful rush to the Cleveland airport (we flew out of CLE to save on money) we made it just in time to see that our flight was DELAYED by three hours! balls! We ended up getting into Boston around 11pm and after figuring out the train system (the T) and catching a cab to Angi's, it was around 1am. (see previous post)

Friday: Happy Birthday Marcus! Today was "all about Mark" day! We slept in a bit, lounged around and ate hard-boiled eggs, raga muffins (blueberry), drank tea & coffee and leisurely got ready and headed down to Fenway Park to catch some Red Sox action. Since we couldn't be AT the game, we did the next best thing and parked our asses in a comfy booth in a bar across the street! We ate, drank and got very merry as we watched the Red Sox beat the Yankees (Yanks beat Sox next night though). We even thought we saw Tara Reid. No dice. But she did look a bit like her. (However, Ben Affleck & Jen Garner WERE at the game the next day, um.. but we weren't). After the bar we strolled through the city, stopped and picked up booze & snacks and eventually made our way back home. While eating an "emergency pizza" and doritos, we got to see the rerun of BWE and saw my darling Trent grace the show with his presence - no matter how quickly it went by! YAY!

Saturday: Today we spent the day in Salem, visiting the historic sites of the Salem Witch Trials, dungeons, burial grounds, old homes and churches and some of the glorious stores that hold anything a little Pagan heart desires. FUN! Mark finally got to eat some chowda and I bought myself a new triple-moon moonstone ring (same as Angi's - we're ring buddies!). There was so much about Salem that I loved; even though it's hard to comprehend the awful things that were done in that town, it's something that should be remembered and the people of Salem do a fantastic job. Even the cheese-ball ones. I really want to go back. There is not enough money or time in one day for me to take it all entirely in. I need to go back there again.

After our day in Salem, we stopped at home to gussy up a bit and down a few drinks before heading out to dinner at yummy Finians' Restaurant and on to Boston to Wally's Jazz Cafe (recommended by Ben) to see some good jazz with NO cover. There was a group of Berklee College of Music students playing that night and from what we heard while waiting outside to get in, they kicked ass. Unfortunately when we got in they took their break and continued on a break for well over an hour. The bar itself was righteous - very small and cramped and full of cool looking people of all ages, races & agendas. It was even voted Best Bar to Go When Horny. niiiiiiiiice. I tell you what, I was horny for some of that Berklee jazz action we were teased with, but no luck. They didn't get back on stage before it was time for us to turn in. We left and headed back to get some sleep for another full day on Sunday.

Sunday: Headed off to Harvard today to see how the smaht kids live. We weren't able to get into the library (had to have ID) so we made our way through courtyards and into what seemed to be a Student Union of sorts. We snooped around a bit and eventually found ourselves at Harvard Square where a giant street fair was taking place. I guess it was Welcome Week, or something, and there were all sorts of vendors and food and fun people. And we finally got our jazz! This uber-smooth group of kids (they looked young ... early college) were tearing the shit up! Keys, jazz drums, upright bass, a sax and a horn. Man, they were tight. The highlight for me was when they played Thelonious Monk's Well You Needn't. Dig.

We then hiked back to the apartment to get the car and headed out to Cape Cod! It was a nice 2.5 hour drive and when we got to the ocean, it was magickal. Too dark to take really decent shots, but I did what I could (see link). We spent some time soaking in the smells and sounds and stars and the whole spirit of the beautiful Atlantic Ocean. Then we headed into town ... Provincetown, that is. SO FUN. It's so quaint, with old homes and very well manicured and cozy landscapes. The streets wind and curve and harken back to an older time ... although the town's people are far from old-fashioned. There are a few drag queen cabaret's and the residents and visitors are largely homosexual. Even one of the restaurants - a Thai place we were going to eat at - turns into an after-hours joint once it's closed. We found that out when we stopped there to pee, realizing it was closed, and saw that the nights event was a Master & Slave Auction. Full of leather chaps, chains, whips and bondage outfits. Totally ruled. Ang & I didn't go in for fear of "Vag Alert!" being yelled upon entering. har har. Mark & Tony did though and they said it was really cool and chill in there, the Cranberries were playing. (whaaaa?)

We left P-town and drove back home singing Johnny Cash and Led Zeppelin at the top of our lungs and then stopped for some Chinese take-out. What more could you ask for?

Monday: Not wanting to leave, we dawdled around the house getting ready, cleaning up and packing. We didn't want to be stressed with rushing to make it to the airport on time, so instead we just visited the local Quincy library (beautiful!) and then Angi & Tony took us right to the airport, parked and came in with us. We sat around and drank and ate at one of the fun restaurants inside. Reluctantly we headed to the security gates where we said our goodbyes and waited for another delayed flight. This time only by an hour.

Sigh. Boston was so much fun and Angi & Tony were such gracious hosts. There is so much to do there! We didn't get to fit in a few things we really wanted: Faneuil Hall & Quincy Mkt. and going to see Walden Pond! SOOO, you know what that means ... we have to go BACK! :)

See pictures here.