You've already seen where we stayed so I will skip that (although that is one of the things I am homesick about). We spent the first couple of days hanging around that area hitting the beach and attending a BBQ with some extended family that was so much fun. During this time we ventured out only as far as Plymouth for some lobster. Here is a niece waiting for our meals.
The girls like the big lawns the best:
Day 3 we headed South to Newport, Rhode Island to visit the summer mansions of the likes of the Vanderbilts and the Astors. Lots of fun seeing how the 1% of the 1% used to live--my posture was so improved while walking the grand halls so I think there is something to be said for having a marble bathroom.
By the third house the little girls stopped going in with us. Here is one of them waiting for us to come out:
Day 4 was spent in Boston doing the freedom trail (a "trail" of historic buildings such as the Old North Church and Paul Revere's home that I never get tired of doing/seeing), visiting some Boston neighborhoods, and the Museum of Fine Arts (they have some Van Gogh's so I had to go--although visiting art museums is really another thing I never tire of).
Annoying tourists on the subway:
Ordering our treats at Mikes:
One of my favorite parks(that's Paul Revere on the house):
Another great Boston neighborhood (this is Boston's Back Bay):
Boston Skyline (my old camera couldn't do this) such perfect weather!
Day 5 we hit the Cape Cod Rail Trail on some cushy bikes we rented. This was the first time we had tried this and it was so much fun and so beautiful that I think we will be doing this one everytime we visit Boston from here on out. We also had dinner with extended family at the posh new home of one of my aunts (almost as good as Newport--they had an espresso machine in the bathroom and I now think that I absolutely must have a Tiffany-blue walk-in closet).
One of the many amazing views from the trail:
Yes, we did break out into a version of Do-Re-Mi:
Day 6 we headed back into Boston to ride the Swan boats sit on the "Make Way for Ducklings" statues and eat dinner in the North End (Boston's Little Italy).
Now that I've written it out it really doesn't seem like much but it was a lot of fun and I'm ready to go back.
I'm going to load some of my pictures over the weekend and give a wrap-up account of the trip and then get back to normal blogging. In the meantime I just leave you with one more report of my trip: I gained 4 pounds. I blame it on Mike's Pastries (the most excellent pastry shop in Boston where I purchased (and then later ate) 4 cannoli, 1 slice of chocolate cheese cake, 4 lemon flips, and 4 raspberry bowties). Too bad weight doesn't come off as quick as it goes on.
After arriving (and waiting forever for my bag to arrive--really unacceptable treatment of one who flies first class--I got into the awaiting car--dad playing the role of my chauffeur--and was promptly handed my first Dunkin' Donuts donut of the trip. All is well.
And to top things off, here is the view from the cottage I am staying in:
p.s. as my Internet connection for some unknown reason will not allow me to leave comments I would like to wish MBC a very late birthday--maybe we can get together for a late birthday dinner when I get back.