One more stop: Bah-ston or is it Bawstin?

We squeezed in one more stop before heading home.

Jacob has an awesome cousin who lives in Boston, so we thought, hey, let's see Boston. 

So we extended our layover and spent a couple of nights in Boston.

(The story is actually much longer on why we stopped by. This explanation glosses over the serious generosity of his cousin.)

In short, Boston was wicked awesome.

Our adventures were short and traditional.

First stop, the Freedom Trail with a hilarious guide who was in costume.

Thankfully, she was more hilarious than awkward so we had a good time. 

The historical sites (Paul Revere's house, the Old North Church, Samuel Adams' grave) are connected by a bricked trail.

I instantly felt smarter. Yay for history!

Freedom trailing | pretty downtown Boston

The day finished off with traditional Boston clam chowder and assisting at a seven-year-old's birthday party. (Jacob saved the day by putting up the tent!)

re-assembling a soldier statue we broke | fabulous hosts      

                                     Har-vahrd | perfection  

We were lucky enough to play with our hosts for our final day.

Sites seen: Old North Bridge (and breaking the hand off the mannequin), Harvard and pretty, pretty New England.

Thank you, Elise and Oliver for being wonderful hosts, picking us from the airport (four visits just for us!) and giving us a world-class tour of Boston. It just whetted my appetite for more.