So Strange

This post was in draft form titled "Shenanigans in Boston." Then the horrific events of yesterday happened and I thought that title was no longer appropriate. So strange this post was set to go live the day after Boston experienced such tragedy. 
To bring some brightness to such a wonderful city, I will keep the post as I had it previously. 
Remember when Chris and I went on a mini-vacay to Boston...in January? Yah, we don't really remember either. We are about to jet off to Atlanta next week and it seems like Boston was years ago. This post has been in draft form since the beginning of tax season, so I figured now is the perfect time to touch it up and send it on it's little publishing way. Basically this is a photo-dump of our trip. I won't be offended if you click away and go read more interesting people's posts. (Closing my eyes now while you leave me...)
Hello, if you are still scrolling I would love to give you a few deets on what we did while visiting Bean Town.  Above is the view from our hotel room. That stripe running across the road is the finish line for the Boston Marathon. Prettayyy sschweeet. (This was previously written. I am still in shock we were there not too long ago. We were in such awe that our hotel room view was that of the iconic finish line, now getting attention for someone's vicious acts.)  

Union Oyster House is famous for their clam chowder...which we did not have, unfortunately. When we were in this area we had already eaten. Bummer.

This building is the site of the Boston Massacre. So interesting. And slightly creepy knowing tons of people died right where you are standing. Yes, I am talking to you, random people in my picture.

The Freedom Trail is marked by these red bricks. Very helpful for clueless Texans roaming free in Boston. 

The exact spot of the Boston Massacre. Picture captured, now moving right along.

Don't worry, we aren't one of those couples who sit on the same side of the booth. Chris's best friend, Jake, met us for the night. He lives in Vermont and he was the one taking this picture. And if you're wondering, same-side-sitting couples is my pet peeve. I don't really want to go to dinner and have to look left or right the whole night. Neck ache.

You know, me just strolling along the campus of Harvard. I felt extremely smart for about thirty minutes. Then I was relived to get back on the dumb side of the fence. Whew.

Just some casual grave grazing. This graveyard was the burial site for really famous people that I can't name because I was more focused on not freezing than the people who were literally frozen...for life. Was that mean? Sorry. Oh wait! I just remembered, Mother Goose is buried there. Yup, that's all I got for ya.  

This was some protest about guns. These particular people wanted them gone. Chris wanted to spout out his opinion. Then I reminded him jail was a cold place and I wasn't spending the money to bail him out. He then kept his gun-loving opinions to himself.

Not going to lie, because this is an honest blog. This picture was taken as Chris and I were in a heated debate about the location of the "T" (their subway system). Chris thought is was in this corner of the park, I thought it was in the other. Thankfully we documented this picture to prove that, indeed, I was right. Those are restrooms in that building. Sarah - 1. Chris - zippo. 

Isn't that little tractor adorable? That little guy is plowing the sidewalk. The saying, "everything is bigger in Texas" stands true in this situation. The tractors in B-town are small :)

A trip to Boston wouldn't be complete without a trip to Mike's Pastry. My Oreo cannoli was as lucious as it looks.

I loved Boston. I will love it more when we go to watch a Red Sox game and it isn't freezing. Do I love it more than NYC? I can now answer that question with ease, NO. Not even close. Boston is amazing, but I still adore NYC.

Who wants to go with me to NYC? I am needing my fix of fast walkers and greasy pizza.
My thoughts and prayers go out to those involved in the tragedy that occurred yesterday. Innocent bystanders had their lives rocked by someone who had no right to hurt anyone. Praying for those who lost loved ones and those still suffering.
xo,