Our tour was at 11:30 and we had to be at the pickup spot at 11, so we got our stuff together, checked out of the hotel and walked to the parking garage to drop off our stuff. It was barely drizzling, more of a thick mist than anything else, but it was obnoxious to walk through. It gathered like mad on our glasses. I wasn't even looking through mine after a while, just above them.
The Duck Tour was a lot of fun though. I've seen them all over the place and I've never been on one, never been on a tour of any city actually, but this was neat since it was so wet out and our driver was HILARIOUS! He's from Boston, so of course, he's a big Red Sox fan. He told us the story of how he got married: he told his girlfriend, in 2004, that he'd marry her if the Red Sox won the world series...well they won the world series! So they got married on one of the ducks in the Charles River on the 4th of July and it was a surprise. I guess he told her they were giving him some kind of award to get her out there so she didn't even know what was happened. Then, since the Duck Tours are big supporters of the Red Sox, they had their company picnic that night at Fenway Park and had their wedding photo taken with the trophy. It was a pretty cool story....he told it in a much more entertaining way than I did, though.
The reflection of our duck in a building
For those of your who are not familiar with the Duck Tours, the vehicles were made for use in WWII because they can be used on land and in water, so the tour goes from the streets of Boston into the Charles River and back.
Another duck we passed on the way back under the bridge
When the tour was over, we walked back to the car. It was raining more and we were starting to get cranky and soggy. It was past lunch time and all we'd had to eat was a pastry and coffee from Starbucks on our walk to catch our duck. And then Jim annouced as we get back to the garage, that he has to use the bathroom...and the sign on the door of the garage says "No Public Restrooms," so we trompse through the park to find another one, in the sopping rain (not only is it raining but it's FREEZING...ok, well it was 41 degrees, but that's cold!). We forgot our jackets at home (because we're geniuses!) and all we had were sweatshirts. I wanted to kill him. We passed by so many businesses where we could have stopped...including the Starbucks and a grocery store we stopped in on the way...and he waits till there's NOTHING around to say something. Fortunately there was one on the other side of the park, but all I wanted to do was get in the warm car!
From there we went to the USS Constitution on the other side of the river. Jim has a model of it in his room, so he wanted to see the real thing. The tour was short and he enjoyed seeing it, although I think he was expecting more. It's the oldest ship in the country still floating after 200 years I think she said, so that in itself is pretty impressive!
Jim and one of the guns. He kind of looks funny in this picture...
We got back to Connecticut just in time for dinner: MORE PIZZA! But it was yummy pizza and we have a blueberry pie from a local orchard for dessert. I'm sleepy, so it'll probably be an early night. We missed Plymouth Pebble today because we ran out of time and we certainly weren't able to stop in Newport, so we're going to do that tomorrow...Newport, not the pebble. We're taking that as a loss...it's not even worth it.
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