After Mitch and I got married, we were so excited to save up for our first big trip together. We threw around several ideas of trips we wanted to go on - Seattle, North Carolina, New York City - but finally settled on Boston. I have always wanted to go to Boston. Not only am I obsessed with accents and wanted to hear & imitate authentic Bostonian accents, but I’ve always wanted to go to a Red Sox Game (I felt like a real fan buying tickets the first day they opened up!). We were also thrilled about being able to explore such an old and beautiful city and eat some delicious seafood!
On our first day in Boston, we headed to the North End, also known as Boston’s "Little Italy” to eat dinner at Trattoria il Panino. Mitch ordered a Crab & Lobster Ravioli that was THE best pasta we had ever eaten. You can see the aftermath below. After dinner, we grabbed some Gelato from Mike’s Pastry and toured the North End.
The next day, we braved the Freedom Trail, starting at our hotel, The Omni Parker House, and ending in Charleston at the Bunker Hill Monument. We were so happy to have picked this hotel, as it is not only an attraction itself, but it's in the heart of all the historical sites, good food, and attractions.
One of our favorite spots to relax and rest our aching feet was Copley Square on Boylston Street. Sitting in between the Boston Public Library and Trinity Church, Copley was the perfect place to people watch and scope out the city.
The next day we strolled through one of Boston’s best known neighborhoods, Beacon Hill. This cozy Boston neighborhood was full of enchanting homes, brick sidewalks, and beautiful tree lined streets. My DREAM home!
After Beacon Hill, we hopped over to Boston Public Garden. This was also one of our favorite spots. After walking miles throughout the city of Boston, we loved finding places where we could rest and enjoy each other’s company.
Next, we jumped on a subway to Fenway park for a Fenway Park tour! In honor of my bestie, Sara, I “cried” when I entered Fenway. It was such a cool experience, being able to sit in the oldest seats in Fenway, stand on top of the Green Monster, listen to Fenway’s history and watch the players practice. Also, Fenway park is so much smaller than you think, which I was surprised by walking in. Even if you have “nose bleeds” seats, you still feel like you are part of the action. We bought some of the cheapest tickets for the game, and were perfectly happy with our back row seats. We were even able to move to primo seats once people starting clearing out a couple hours into the game. My first Red Sox experience was everything I hoped it would be, complete with a couple of Fenway Franks, cheering on Big Papi and singing “Sweet Caroline!” Red Sox Won!!
We finished our trip with a Sam Adams Brewery Tour, authentic Irish pub food at The Druid, and a self-guided tour through Harvard (I pretended I was Rory and Mitch was Lorelei when the girls first visit Harvard, but it didn’t really have the effect I was hoping for).
When we got off the Subway in Cambridge, we didn’t realize that our map was leading us in the wrong direction of the pub we wanted to eat at. We walked a mile in one direction just to find out that we needed to go a few miles in the opposite direction, which made our trek that much more desperate. I was hot. I was hungry. I had a melt down.
Finally, we made it to The Druid. As we grabbed a seat at the bar, I knew that the long walk was worth it, because the bartender had an Irish accent! As mentioned before, I am obsessed with accents, so you could image that I was thrilled to carry on LONG conversations with our bartender. Then, come to find out that the whole pub was filled with employees with Irish accents. It was an exciting time for me. We got to talk to our bartender about our dream vacation to Ireland, best places to go, sites to see, places to eat at. Mitch also ate the best fish and chips he’d ever tasted and I had delicious chicken fingers and fries. After re-fueling, we headed to Harvard.
This trip to Boston was one of the best trips I have been on. If it weren’t for all the other amazing places Mitch and I want to visit, we would go back in a heartbeat.