|Notice the crack in the ice to the right? eek!|
Andrew, being the chivalrous gent that he is, took his life into his own hands and stepped onto the pond to test its hardiness. When it didn't give, Rene and I took turns on the ice.
Nevermind that it was 20 degrees during our walk. (12 degrees the night before.) Pretty soon, we began playing ice soccer on the pond and participating in all manner of goofing off.
When we heard a loud pop and the ice cracking, we quickly jumped off.
Although I was raised in the Northeast, this was my first trip to Beantown. (Can you guess why it's called Beantown? Something to do with slaves, rum, molasses and beans. Seriously. Look it up!)
Andrew and Rene showed me downtown and other fun sights. When the wind got too unbearable, we went home and comforted ourselves with food, hot tea and several episodes of West Wing on Netflix.
(In addition to being my good friends, Andrew and Rene are also the grandson and granddaughter-in-law of my dearest friend Peter.)
Some other fun sights at the arboretum and around Boston:
|I met this white guy at the arboretum. Tee hee.|
|I spied this cool mural on the side of a building downtown|
|A Jack and the Beanstalk ice sculpture|
|How cute is this?! Tiny library in Jamaica Plain where my friends live|
|What a cool house, also in Jamaica Plain|