

Starting in Boston, we hit the ground running after checking into our hotel. We walked over to the Aquarium, had lunch there and walked through all the exhibits. This shark had an evil eye!
Kristen enjoyed the hands-on exhibit where she carefully picked up a hermit crab and some star fish. She also enjoyed the colorful rainforest frogs and the penguins. Afterward, we walked over to Fenuel Hall, explored the shops and booths there, and watched a street performer. After walking to an Italian restaurant in the North End for dinner, we returned to our hotel for a dip in the pool.
Friday morning, we headed out by ferry to the USS Constitution after a delightful breakfast buffet. When I pointed out some specks floating in the milk pitcher to our waiter, that became the family joke of the week.
We all learned a lot at the USS Constitution museum before getting on the ship for a guided tour. Afterward, we visited two WWII ships docked at the adjoining pier, then headed for the Science Museum on the other side of town. The entire museum is interactive where we could "play" with the exhibits and learn more about how things work. Freddy enjoyed making a rabbit with colorful chains on a magnetic board.


Saturday morning, after another delightful breakfast buffet at our hotel (and more "speck" jokes) we followed the Freedom Trail to the Old North Church. Sandy found lots of scripture references on the plaques leading up to the gate. After hearing a talk inside the church about the hanging of two lanterns warning that the British would be coming by sea, we stopped at the Paul Revere house.
Next, we headed for Mystic Seaport where we saw how HUGE a whaling ship really is. She was up in the shipyard for refurbishing, and as we approached, made us realize just how big the Ark must have been in Noah's day. Somehow, it doesn't look that big in the water.

We came back the next morning to see the other exhibits we missed, particularly the whaling demonstration (without the whale.) It was very well done, complete with a graphic, and somewhat gory, description of how a whale was killed. As we walked to the other side of the pier to see a rowing demonstration, Kristen remarked, "That was disgusting!"
"You mean the way they killed the whale?" I asked.
"No," she answered. "That horse (pulling a wagon) just pooped all over the road."
Aah, the joys of traveling with our grandchildren!
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