Brrrrilliant Boston

We have gone from 35 degrees celsius in Western Australia to 35 fahrenheit in Boston and I can tell you there is quite a difference  . About minus 5 at the moment.  I am wearing all my clothes at once to try and keep warm.  The pavements and roads have been cleared but the snow is just stacked up on the sides.

We did a trolley bus tour to be able to sit in the warm and see what is available. Obviously the main focus is on beating the English and gaining independence.  We also heard other snippets of history like the time a huge vat of molasses containing over a million gallons burst and created a sticky tidal wave that destroyed houses and killed over 20 people.  Apparently that is why the Boston people stick together now.  Boom boom.

There is a lovely park in the middle of the city and it certainly looks like a winter wonderland with a skating rink in the middle. Designed by the same man who designed Central Park New York. Skaters are in the background

The trolley did take us over to Cambridge where Harvard University is but we were too cold to get off the bus.  Maybe try tomorrow.

The weather has been exceptionally cold and even the river is frozen.

We  did of course pass the Cheers Bar which apparently is very different inside but they have created another one somewhere else in Boston which looks the same inside.  Not sure if everyone knows your name though.

Boston is full of Irish Bars and we are meetng Richard's cousin Mary tomorrow to go for a meal and then off to an Irish bar to hear her husband's group in an Irish Bar. 

We noticed strange towers all over the city and these are huge air filters that clean the air from all the tunnels that take traffic under the city.  We are just across the bay from Logan International airport and the taxi brought us through a long tunnel to the hotel.  We crossed 3 time zones flying across the states so lost 3 hours in that flight and are now only 5 hours out from the UK.

Too cold to notice any strange names today but one I had been confused about in LA was signs saying PED XING all over the place until I finally realised it meant Pedestrian Crossing.  I thought it had been in recognition of some famous Chinese American.

Off to do a bit of history tomorrow and see how the British got beat and lost the colony.  Should be fun.

Have tried phoning home but no-one is ever in.  Have you all emigrated?