So I left Ohio and headed for Boston. By the time I got there, I realized I didn't really have a place to stay...so last minute I called up my old friend Margaret and she was luckily able to meet up with me.
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| Margaret and her boyfriend Jerel let me stay with them. |
Margaret suggested I take a walk on the Freedom Trail...which is a long sidewalk tour of a lot of historical sites in Boston.
Supposedly Mother Goose is buried here. So are Ben Franklin's parents...which I think is cool.
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| The oldest pulpit in America. |
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| Ben Franklin was baptised here. |
So...a post script about Boston...I really freaking hated it there. Catching up with Margaret aside, the entire experience was pretty crappy. The people are pushy and rude and think everyone else that isn't them are a bunch of idiots...the roadways are sign-less and dangerous...the pedestrians all want to get run over...and there are toll booths every five feet. Boston sucks. That is all.
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