Liz here. Truth be told, the bounding has been done. We made a 36 hour jaunt to the City of Champions. You wouldn't believe how much we accomplished in that time.
Here's the breakdown:
First things first, dinner at Giacomo's. Our first exposure to the Boston accent as we feasted on some of the best ravioli the world has to offer. If you're ever in the North End, the Darns highly recommend it.
Giacomo's was followed by Canolies - Canoli heaven, and I don't know how to pluralize. Have you ever had a canoli? I was surprised at how delicious it was. A giant pastry filled ricotta cheese. I ask you, can you think of anything more tantalizing? Apparently the whole of Boston agrees with me because it was standing room only in Mike's Pastry Shop that night.
Annemarie's good friend Chris took us around the north end that night - we saw the home of the Boston Celtics, every radio tuned to the game as we walked around. Saw some of the gorgeous apartments, an old cemetery, all the while walking along the freedom line. We were SO CLOSE to Paul Revere's house but didn't quite make it. I bet it's cool.
NEXT DAY:
The day of days. I have never accomplished so much in one day as I did on Sunday, May 27, 2012. I think the other darns would concur. First, we woke up to a beautiful Massachusetts's morning and made our way to Harvard Square.
After a stop at church, we spent the morning exploring all that Harvard Square had to offer. Harvard's pretty cool I guess and much smaller than I would have imagined. Veritas, nevertheless. It was graduation day, so we got to see all of the geniuses walking around. Somewhat intimidating, to be honest. Makes me want to take out giant loans and go to a fancy school and learn stuff.
We ate sweet potato pancakes at Zoe's and continued to walk and walk and walk. We were attempting to find a guitar shop to take care of some instrument business. Thank you Lacey for allowing us the opportunity to see more of Harvard Square than we ever thought possible (following the wrong dot on the iPhone map is not recommended). Because of this and the nature of new shoes, Annemarie experienced a setback of sorts. I know it's not a kind thing to laugh at someone's pain but I really couldn't help it. She bled right through her shoe. It was an exorbitant amount of blood actually. First aid kits were necessary. It was bad. Laughter was not appropriate and yet...Annemarie said she only had herself to blame, but we still felt very sorry for her. I wish I had a picture.
Next stop:
FENWAY PARK!!!!
I know that before the trip I was technically a fraud - I have never cared for sports and the only information I had about the Red Sox was learned by watching Jimmy Fallon and Drew Barrymore in "Fever Pitch". Which was actually quite informative. I sounded a lot more like a fan than I really was. But after one afternoon in Fenway Park - I am converted! I have never felt more American, more connected to a group of people than I did sitting in those stadium seats. Singing "God Bless America" and "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" with my fellow Red Sox fans. Hearing the fans scream "Buchholz!" and "PD!". The roar of outrage from the entire stadium when the referee ruled the hitter from the Tampa Bay Rays as safe. The guy behind us shouting in his thick Boston accent, "Why are you sucking?!" and after a failed attempt at a crowd wave, "Saddest wave ever". Oh, how I loved it. I think everyone should go to a Boston Red Sox game before they die. No joke.
FANS
I think the Boston Red Sox game was my favorite part of the trip. I would fly back to Boston just to go to another game. This is for real.
Then onto the real reason for Boston - the gig at Club Passim! First off we'd like to thank everyone who was back home watching the show on the Concert Window. This crazy world we live in. All the folks at home who have offered their support are simply the best! The show went well, and we were warmly received by the folks in the audience. Booyah! And we learned some valuable things about flying and then playing our instruments. So the trip was educational as well.
Our sweaty selves after running to the gig from the Red Sox game (luckily you can't tell):
CLUB PASSIM SET LIST:
Brand New Day
Wendy and Peter Pan
Sad Truth
Old Fashioned Morphine
Confessions
Sinner's Sea
Wake Me Up in Winnemucca
Trouble
The gal who played after us had a beautiful voice, check her band out: www.hannahandmaggie.com
After the show, we ate pizza and gnocchi at Cambridge 1 (you really can't go wrong with the food out there) and went off to find our Ghost Tour. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, the Ghost Tour did not happen. Which was a bit sad, but instead we took our own tour, led by the magnificent Chris. Boston Commons: The Memorial Day flag garden, the Robert McCloskey duck statues (personal favorite, don't know why), the statue of George Washington and the swan pedal boats. Could there be anything greater?
And then I didn't realize we were so close to CHEERS! I was a tourist for a moment. We drove by MIT (more geniuses) and entered the Berklee School of Music. Lacey has been working on a degree online with Berklee and one of my musical heroes attended the school for a year or so. John Mayer. Haters gonna hate. We roamed the halls and used the restroom. Magical!
We also hit up Bunker Hill (Don't Fire Until You See the Whites of Their Eyes) and the USS Constitution (Oldest Navy Ship...maybe?). History rocks, kids.
And how could I forget Dunkin' Donuts? Easily the best part of anything east of the Mississippi. Easily.
What a great trip, productive day, great tour guide and hostess (Leah, thank you for everything!), gig and place. If you ever have the chance to make it to Boston, DO IT. You will not regret it. We certainly didn't and we can't wait to go back!!
BOSTON WE LOVE YOU!
Love, love, love,
The Pretty Darns
P.S. More pictures and videos to come. Stay tuned.