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|Paulie patting a stingray|
|Australia: here be dragons|
|Sorry, Kat. It's too horrific a hat to keep to ourselves!|
I, in the meantime, felt like I had a head full of cotton wool, and was struggling to get my cold and flu tablets out of the packet. They weren't a standard blister pack, but I was convinced that if I pushed hard enough, the tablets would pop out regardless. Instead, I wound up basically turning one of the tablets to powder. Assuming it was a lack of strength, I made whining noises and a pathetic face at Paulie.
|Something like this. Also? OH HI, DAVID TENNANT. WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?|
Also also? Source.
He took the packet from me, actually LOOKED at it, and discovered that you had to peel off the thick backing paper before you could pop the tablets through the foil. Cold and flu tablets: 1. Kirsti: 0.
We kept wandering along the Freedom Trail, eventually reaching the Granary Burying Ground.
Me: Oooooooh, cemetery! Can we go in? Can we can we can we can we?
Everyone else: If it will shut you up, YES.
It was totally worth it. There was a guy buried in there named Increase Sumner. Best. Name. Ever. From there, we headed past the Park Street Church to the Massachusetts State House.
Yes, we're very mature. Why do you ask?
Then we went to Finagle Bagel and bought a bagel we didn't really want just so we could see this happen:
Pretty awesome, no?
Then. THEN. THEN came quite possibly the nerdiest thing I've ever done.
Me and Lauren: We need to go back to Beacon Street and find a pizza place somewhere near there.
Paulie and Kat: Um, WHY???
Me and Lauren: SO THAT WE CAN PRETEND IT'S BEACON STREET PIZZA.
Paulie and Kat: What are you talking about?
Me and Lauren: Um, Two Guys and a Girl. DUH.
Apparently not everyone watched a rather obscure 90s sitcom as religiously as we did... But everyone SHOULD because it stars Ryan Reynolds and Nathan Fillion and it's AWESOME.
By the time we finished our (frankly, delicious) pizza, it was time to head to Fenway Park. I've had about ten different people ask how we managed to score tickets to a Red Sox homegame. To them (and you) I say, I looked up the dates we were going to be in Boston in about June, went onto the MLB website, and bought them. That was it. We were sitting between home plate and first base, so they were pretty great seats. Sadly, the rope that holds up the mesh that stops the people behind home plate from getting hit in the face with baseballs ended up in all my photos as a result.
That said, it was a really enjoyable game. Sure, the Red Sox lost, but we got to sing Take Me Out to the Ballgame and Shipping Up to Boston and eat vast quantities of soft serve out of helmets for a very reasonable price!
|Ice cream dishes make excellent hats!|
Up next, the most ridonkulous museum of EVER, pizza that had to be drained before consumption, and we go to Haaaaaaaahvard.