Things didn't quite go as planned, they never do. We were supposed to leave the house at 7 or 8 in the morning, but by the time we ran Jude's 5 errands and got something to eat we didn't pull out until 11. Then we hit horrible traffic and just getting out of Philly took us 1 1/2 hours. Long story short, what should have been a 5 hour drive turned into 9.
We pulled up to the W Hotel in downtown Boston with our Pathfinder packed to the ceiling with all the things that we would need for our 3 days in Boston, 3 days in Cape Cod and 3 weeks in Utah (me and the kids) and everything Jude needs to start working in Cali. Not to mention all the random crap that we forgot to put in the moving truck, but couldn't live without. We had laundry baskets with beach stuff and food for our trip to The Cape. We had a whole laundry basket of just food--granola bars, cereal, canned vegetables and Crackers for Scarlett. So we pull up to the W behind a Mercedes and a BMW and as they open the doors for us stuff starts spilling out of the car onto the busy street. Water bottles, books, fishy crackers...I don't know what. Then Jude got out and opened up the back and unloaded the two laundry baskets full of random crap so the bellman could get to our 5 (or was it six?) suitcases. It was pretty sweet. No it wasn't. Humiliating, really.
We had a pretty good time despite the broken shoes, puking, and lots of complaining. We saw the sites from a duck tour and the kids got to drive the boat. We rode the swan boats at the Public Garden and walked through the Boston Common. We ate at the famous Union Oyster House, watched a freak show or two at Quincy Market, got lost a few times, and had a gay old time.
After Boston we drove to Cape Cod. We splurged, big time, and got this fabulous beach house in Chatham. We booked it a week before and so got a really great deal. This place was unbelievable!! We had the whole beach to ourselves. We could watch the kids play from the kitchen window. It was a dream, really. We were there over the 4th of July and got to watch the fireworks from our porch overlooking the ocean. The Chiapelli's came up and hung out for 2 of the days. We have some excellent pictures of the 4 of us watching fireworks. Good times.
We pulled up to the W Hotel in downtown Boston with our Pathfinder packed to the ceiling with all the things that we would need for our 3 days in Boston, 3 days in Cape Cod and 3 weeks in Utah (me and the kids) and everything Jude needs to start working in Cali. Not to mention all the random crap that we forgot to put in the moving truck, but couldn't live without. We had laundry baskets with beach stuff and food for our trip to The Cape. We had a whole laundry basket of just food--granola bars, cereal, canned vegetables and Crackers for Scarlett. So we pull up to the W behind a Mercedes and a BMW and as they open the doors for us stuff starts spilling out of the car onto the busy street. Water bottles, books, fishy crackers...I don't know what. Then Jude got out and opened up the back and unloaded the two laundry baskets full of random crap so the bellman could get to our 5 (or was it six?) suitcases. It was pretty sweet. No it wasn't. Humiliating, really.
We had a pretty good time despite the broken shoes, puking, and lots of complaining. We saw the sites from a duck tour and the kids got to drive the boat. We rode the swan boats at the Public Garden and walked through the Boston Common. We ate at the famous Union Oyster House, watched a freak show or two at Quincy Market, got lost a few times, and had a gay old time.
cuteSwan Boats in the Public Garden
A freak, not a statue--(not to be judgmental or anything. I'm sure she's a very nice person)
A freak, not a statue--(not to be judgmental or anything. I'm sure she's a very nice person)
After Boston we drove to Cape Cod. We splurged, big time, and got this fabulous beach house in Chatham. We booked it a week before and so got a really great deal. This place was unbelievable!! We had the whole beach to ourselves. We could watch the kids play from the kitchen window. It was a dream, really. We were there over the 4th of July and got to watch the fireworks from our porch overlooking the ocean. The Chiapelli's came up and hung out for 2 of the days. We have some excellent pictures of the 4 of us watching fireworks. Good times.
This is as far as I got...couldn't do it. Too scary.
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