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Sunday 30 July 2017

Saturday July 29 – Boston, Massachusetts, U.S. of A.

Lesley woke early so went up top to watch the ship come into Boston. It has its own place on the wharf, marked by a painted sign. There was a ship already in [but we found out later that this was an unscheduled medical stop for them]. This is the end of our east coast cruise.







Our group had a specific time to disembark, much later than some others. We were taken by bus to our hotel (Fairmont Copley Plaza), who, bless them, had our rooms ready for us even though it was only mid-morning! 





We all dumped our gear and headed out for sight-seeing. Gary had organised hop-on-hop-off bus tickets so we all made good use of them. [We now have two days to ourselves (17 of us). Scenic don’t organise anything for here because many people in the past have stopped the tour here, however more and more are actually staying on to the end at New York, so they’ll have to do something about this!]
Because of the other ship being in unexpectedly, and it also being a Saturday in Boston, when lots of people come out to enjoy the city, it was extremely busy. We all had some trouble getting the buses because so many were full. The afternoon was better, but we two had already done our two-hour bus ride by then. The day was cloudy, windy and cool, the locals saying it was unseasonably cool. In fact, it was downright cold on the open-sided hop-on-hop-off bus – we had jackets on and Lesley even put another layer on. Crossing the river (a couple of times) it was very blowy!


Modern fire station in the original building

Old police station next to fire station, now an architectural college

baseball stadium, home of the Boston Red Sox


The kettle steams
Boston is the home of Harvard University, but we didn’t get out to see it. It is also linked to events in the 17th century, such as the Boston Tea Party, when two large shipments of tea were tossed into the harbour so that the people didn’t have to pay tax on it. The cry was ‘no tax without representation’ (the English were taxing, but the people had no representative in Parliament in London). This event sparked the revolution.

Curved windows are a common architectural feature






Lots of Boston is on reclaimed soil – swamp land filled in with soil. Some old buildings are sinking, and apparently one recent building keeps popping huge glass panes as the building settles! No one has been injured by this – yet.


Set for Romeo and Juliet
Saw this emergency station
Boston Marathon finish line
We had a late lunch (a shared affair again, as the meals here are so large). Afterwards we walked to the Boston Common, a large park split by a road (much like Hyde Park in Sydney). [There is a large car park underneath the park it seems, though we didn’t see an entrance, only three places where people can go down to get their cars.] Even in the cool windy weather there were lots of people here. We watched squirrels run around and chase each other. One had a lovely time playing on its own, rolling around and bounding about. 







On the way back we visited the large public library and the Trinity Church opposite the hotel. The church is built on many large wooden poles into the soil below, and these have to be monitored and kept wet so the timbers don’t dry out and rot, causing the church to collapse.

The church is undergoing restorative work


unusual architecture


Four of our group went to a (night-time) baseball game, to watch the Boston Red Sox play a home game after being away for a while. We thought about it but decided it was too expensive. The Red Sox won by a run, apparently, but our friends had already left because it went into extra time and it was already late.  Instead we went to a small Italian restaurant and had a shared meal. We then went for a walk to enjoy the evening people traffic, having an ice cream on the way back. The area around the hotel is full of little restaurants, and high-end shops. Nothing for the plebs here.
Another number plate:

The plate has on it the rego due date!

Friday July 28 – Bar Harbor, Maine, U.S. of A.

Fog, fog, and more fog!! Woke to a white out, so thick we could barely see the water below us. The ship had to blast its horn every minute.


The ship was at anchor in the harbour, there being nowhere in Bar Harbor for it to dock, so we had to use the ships tenders to travel to the shore and back. U.S Customs came on board to check out all aliens, processing and stamping us into the country.


Bar Harbor was New England’s premier summer resort in the 19th century, and it’s doing pretty well at present too, with lots of hotels and resorts lining the shore around the town! It was home to summer estates for some rich and powerful families including the Rockefellers, the Fords and the Vanderbilts. A fire in 1947 destroyed many of the homes but we saw a couple of lovely homes that survived.
We boarded a tender to go ashore about 8.40am. Our excursion wasn’t until 12.30pm, so we teamed up with some others in the group and walked the shore path and back into town. Here we split up and we wandered the town looking at shops and homes.



Some fog still sitting on the water

We watched this lobster fisherman check his traps and throw undersized lobsters back into the water

This house is for sale!


Bar Harbor was once named Eden, but was always known as Bar Harbor because of the large sand/gravel bar which links the town to a nearby island. The tides here are very large, much like Darwin’s, and it covers the bar with a rush. Walkers to the island are warned at every point about leaving enough time to get back before the tide comes in. We walked down to the sand bar, but not across it even though the tide was low when we were there.



This was full of water when we left at the end of the day





We had lunch at a restaurant, before joining the bus for our excursion to Acadia National Park. This is extremely popular because there a great many people everywhere. It encompasses a sizable part of the island, including Mt Cadillac, a granite mountain at 1588 feet high. It is the highest point on the east Atlantic coast north of Rio de Janeiro. Wild blueberries grow all over and they are fruiting now so lots of people were ducking off tracks to eat the berries.



wild cherries





We passed Somme Sound, the only fjord in eastern America – here the mountains do meet the sea. We then went on to the Bar Harbor Oceanarium to watch a presentation on lobsters – how they are fished and how to tell them apart for sex and size.
We then visited Turrets, one of the few homes that survived the fire of 1947. It was built for a young wife but the owners didn’t live to enjoy it. It fell into disrepair before being restored by a college. It is now their admin building.






Seen on the way:

Two beaver homes


More number plates spotted:



Tender being put away:


Useless info: Canadians and Americans pronounce ‘buoy’ as ‘boo-ee’. It sounds so odd to us who pronounce it ‘boiy’.