Selfie Does a Weekend in Boston

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I work in an industry where we get all the Federal holidays off including Indigenous People’s Day. This is quite a blessing but I’ve developed a bit of an attachment to utilizing the hello-kitty out of my three-day weekends and so starting this one with a dead battery and spending the day resolving that ‘twas not…eee-deeeal.* How I actually love to spend my holiday weekends is by using them to go someplace new and that’s how we ended up in Boston and Cape Ann for an amazing three-dayer.

Things to Do Boston

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As you may know,** one of my favorite ways to see a city when I only have a day or two is a hop-on, hop-off trolley. A tradition Mr. Selfie and I started in Nashville a few years ago and honestly, I’ve rarely been let down because the tour guide is either cuckoo bananas or the other riders are. We took the Cityviews Trolley because it was stupid cheap on groupon and y’all it was So. FUN. The USS Constitution?! The dopest ship on the sea. It’s freakin history ON THE OCEAN. It’s the oldest active ship in the Navy. You have to show ID to get on it and the officer checking my ID made my fun of my lobster sweater.*** Other highlights included a very windy tour of Boston Commons, a pint at Cheers #puretourist, walked around Beacon Hill and walked past the Old North Church and Paul Revere’s House.^ We had a delicious dinner in the North End and had a great evening stopping for cocktails and enjoying the beautiful view from our harbor hotel. I also totally forgot but because Boston Logan is so easy to get to we also snuck in hanging out but Fenway for awhile on a game day on the way back into town.

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Things to Do Cape Ann

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An hour up the road from Boston we found ourselves in a much quieter spot in Rockport. Rockport is a beautiful town known for its art galleries, jagged, beautiful coast, and lovely architecture. We stayed in a B&B and everyone was…confused about our presence there. It became very clear that Cape Ann is more of a East Coaster quiet get-away and us being from Texas made people think we got lost on the way to Cape Cod. Walking into town, the beautiful state parks and eating all the lobsters was the highlight of Rockport. The highlight of our time in Cape Ann, in general? WHALE TOUR. First of all, ol’ Selfie doth love the sea. Second, ol’ Selfie doth love the non-gross denizens of the sea. So, whales and dolphins, are A++. These tours are amazing with their super knowledgable about whales, dolphins, birds and the ecological dangers faced by the animal species off the coast of Massachussets.

Things to Do Salem

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Okay, in fairness we literally just drove to Salem for one reason and walked around while waiting for our time at the Salem Witch Museum. It’s very beautiful - all brick and cobblestone - and they are well known this time of year for their amazing Halloween festival but let’s ignore all that and talk about the real highlight: THE WEIRDEST MUSEUM ON THE FACE OF THE GD PLANET. Y’all. What the actual what? This “museum” is an utterly bizarre, animatronic presentation in the round, a call for tolerance among disenfranchised groups and ending, with a discussion of paganism. The non-bizarre show portion is teeny-teeny tiny and…idk what I learned. But I’m glad we went because it was…a unique experience.

So tell me! What’s your favorite thing to do in Boston? What’s your favorite three-day weekend destination? Have you been to the Salem Witch Museum? In the comments, friends!

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*Ideal. I like expressing my dissatisfaction with the accent of a Disney Villain. Actually, upon reflection, I express most of my emotions like a Disney Villain. Namely, the ones who drink goblets of poison. (Alcohol is poison. Don’t @ me).

**I feel like you know. I’ve mentioned it but I openly refuse to go back and check.

***Things that were said about my -HAS TO BE - pretty commonplace J. Crew lobster sweater. “Ay! There’s a lobby on ya chest.” “Ma’am did you know that there’s a lobstah on your sweatah?” “Daddy! There’s a lobstah on that lady’s sweater!” “Those are the shoes you’re wearin’? Where your sneakahs at?” That last one…not about my sweater but the fine people of Boston have specific feelings about my fashion.

^Entrance to said house can be paid only in cash. I…cannot with that.