A Trip To Boston

Holly and I made plans to take a trip to Boston and hang out for a 3-day weekend, so we planned the little vacation and a few months later we were about to explore the land of New England.






I always look this cool while waiting for my flight.






Then I ran into some merchandise that was clearly cooler than me so I felt intimidated.






Just look how cool these are! I can't compete with that.






As I walked through the airport I discovered an amazing thing.....






I arrived in Boston at about 11:40pm and I was greeted by a few Boston children, which made me come to the conclusion that Boston children suffer from insomnia.






I walked through several hedges trying to find my way through the city.....






.....and I eventually found the place I would be staying for a few nights, which I would be judging carefully to be certain that it deserves such a prestigious name.






Holly and Brian snuck up behind me before shoving me into the inn.






Holly was happy to get a Tinker Bell fanny pack, but was even more excited to find a manatee magnet inside!






Holly opens the door and my brother, Michael, showed up hiding behind his sleeping bag unexpectedly.






Michael loves the camera.






We woke up the next morning seeing this.....






.....and we all had a great start that morning!






Judging by the size of my mouth I think this inn was pretty freakin' friendly.






Brian and Holly lead the way to wherever we were going.






Michael and I tagged along from behind.






Brian points out the direction where he would like to walk, but Holly is not sold on the plan.






While they were figuring things out I amused myself with street alarms.






We walked on a bridge and I looked away from the view because it was grossing me out.






It's so gross!






Holly walks in the other direction because this bridge is way too long.






I stayed out of it and took another picture.






Once Holly was convinced that we should keep walking on the other side of the bridge we were on our way!






But then she went to cling on to Brian after we got off the bridge because we were in the neighborhood where all the Boston thugs hang out.






I wasn't too worried and Michael just looked at the ground to ignore any thug behavior that might occur.






Holly tries to be sneaky and takes a quick shot.






Then I told her if she tried a stunt like that again I would call on the Boston thugs.






She didn't believe I would do it, but I would have...I would have.






This is how we looked liked the whole time walking in the grand city of Boston.






Michael just realized he hadn't given my camera the New York City greeting yet, so he had to get that out of the way.






Holly also realized she did not give my camera her Green Bay greeting, so she also had to get that out of the way.






As we continued on our walk we saw the fanciest 7-Eleven complete with Highlander-Redwood leather couches and Colonial chandeliers.






Holly loves small doors more than you will ever know.






Besides standing next to small doors, Holly also enjoys Michael's poo jokes.






We eventually entered into a strange land.....






.....known as the Boston Common.






As you can see, everyone was in awe of all its beauty.






I was mostly in awe of the maintenance crew.






We found a much better view later on.....






.....but Holly refused to look at it.






Michael tells a disturbing horror story that involves a giant lump of excrement.






The story was so horrific that Holly almost couldn't take it.






Holly and Brian found a much larger map so they discarded their smaller one for now.






Holly communicates where she would like to go by pointing at things on the map rather than speaking.






Me and Michael get in the way of a good shot of The State Building.






Here is the building showing off it's fancy gold plated roof.






We continued our stroll through the park.....






......and ended up at a grave yard where Paul Revere rests daily and nightly!






Grave yards always provide a great pick-me-up!






This particular grave was closed off due to illegal activities that had recently occurred.






Michael was about to yell on the other side of the grave yard to disturb the peace.






This be the grave of a landlubber who escaped on a jollyboat after making a many of blaggards about the Cap'n and fer stealin' his spyglass which was used to handsomely find the booty, but the thief was captured and then pillaged before he saw the end of his days.






John Hancock had a lot of concrete lying around so he made sure it was put to good use before he died.






Holly and Brian start a little party in the grave yard!






Behold! It is Paul Revere's memorial and all it's glory.






Behold! It is Paul Revere's tombstone and all it's glory.







Michael and Holly pointed the way towards an exit.






We got out safely and Holly and Brian studied the less impressive dinky Boston map once again.






I never knew the true meaning of trapped until I wandered the narrow roads of Boston.....






.....but a colonial soldier told me and Michael that there is nothing to be afraid of here on these narrow streets.






I asked the colonial soldier for a digital photograph, but he did not know what the word "digital" meant and looked away in fear.






Michael and Holly stood around trying to figure out what to do next.....






.....so we went to the hottest spot in town.






We discovered Paul Revere's secret stairway in the back and Brian started up the party.






Me and Michael treated the back alley more like "Club Revere," so we hung back and chilled out.






We all headed out because the party was getting a little lame since the stairway wasn't that impressive.






What a dump!






The best part about visiting the house was when I stole one of Paul Revere's pipes in the display case when no one was looking.






It was nice to leave the house and get our minds off of Paul Revere until we stumbled upon this statue down the road.






We also stumbled upon another grave yard but Michael and Holly were bummed out that it was closed after 5:00pm.






So Michael and I played around with lobster toys instead.






And then Michael had to dish out another New York City greeting because it's been a while.






But while he was kindly give me his favorite gesture he accidentally fell into a fake boiling pot.






Holly and Brian went in to save him but they first had to get use to the temperature.






The next day was nice and sunny, which aggravated Michael just a tad.






I knew the cityscape was right behind me but I did not want to look.....






.....because of it's intimidating immensity!






So we left the city for a while and ended up on a small island with a lighthouse.






The city looked to be almost pocket-sized, so I was able to handle that for the most part.






We're ready to explore the island for a little bit.






But first, Michael must take a picture with his camera and crush it with his hand at the same time.






Michael carefully watches his footing on this treacherous island.






I was impressed with this lighthouse and how bright it would shine out to sea.....






.....although I was not impressed with the regular house because it didn't do much other than take up space and look invisible at night.






I sat down in the closest uncomfortable chair I could find.....






.....and took in the spectacular view of the silky shore.






Michael thought this was some kind of bomb, so he might as well get on it and ride it like Slim Pickens.






Holly watches and is amused how crazy Michael looks sitting on something so ridiculous.






If Michael had a bell-shaped head it would probably looks something like this.






Michael and I smile for the camera with such enthusiasm.






Holly makes her way up to the top of the lighthouse.






It was kinda cool to see.






Holly was clearly not enjoying this moment.






And I clearly don't know how to smile normally.






Michael wanted to punch me in the back for taking stupid pictures, but he restrained himself for now since he didn't want anything to break other than my bones.






The view outside revealed a little bit of the silky shore, but mostly just the rigid Boston sea.






The actual light inside wasn't really that bright at all.






It was pretty lame.






And it became more lame over time.






Holly begins to pout because of the lame light bulb that could barely scorch anyone's eyes.






But no one paid attention to her and we all kept taking pictures.






Then I just realized that I might be scared of heights.....






.....and Holly just laughed at my stupidity.






Brian wasn't sure if the ladder acted like and escalator and Holly just watched.






It was time to say goodbye so I puckered up and gave it a kiss...and then made out.






Holly took her time going down the stairs while looking at me.....






......but then she tripped and I watched her tumble all the way down.






Holly seemed to be okay so I guess that was a good thing.






Michael didn't know what to say about that.






I didn't know what to say either so I pointed at what we were just inside.






We took a group shot along with the lighthouse blue prints that we stole.






I softly expressed my feelings of not wanting to head back to the enormous city of Boston.....






.....but again, Holly just laughed at my stupidity.






Michael made a comment about how he liked the island better than the city as well, but Holly was gracious enough to give him a warning this time to not tick her off.






After about a forty minute boat ride we made it back into the city.....






.....and it was a blast!






As nightfall came, both myself and Michael were on our guard from any crazy ladies.






SHE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!!






After appearing out of the darkness, Holly continues to read up on fun facts about Boston.....






.....and I tried to keep my cool from skeleton paintings.






The next day it was time to say goodbye to the most impolite inn I had ever stayed at and go home.






Michael and I are about to go our separate ways......






.....but he had to give me one last greeting.






But I was able to get a good one as well.






After saying goodbye to Michael he stood there in a creepily position for the remainder of the day.






I walked around the airport in Boston not really knowing if I would find my way back to Orlando.....






.....but when I saw this hunk of plastic sticking out of the wall I knew I was very close to home.






Then I found Ray.....






.....and Julie.....






.....and Christian!






I talked to all of them about the trip and I also told Ray that he should be thankful for the weather in Florida because it's much colder up there compared to the A/C in the car.





The End.