
I used to be a Red Sox fan (sort of). Now I am a Met's fan (sort of). People in Boston need serious help with their addiction to all things Red Sox.

This is the beginning of our journey. It started out quite nice, under a lovely bridge.

We met up with ole Homeless and we walked through the nice-kinda nice Boston Commons. I wanted to visit Faneuil Hall and look for some old family sign.

This is the sign. It once read Chamberlain-Lally Poultry, but for some reason they removed us. It's a long story. Whatever. After seeing the sign I pondered a career in poultry, but I hate blood, so that dream's dashed.

Javier, Miki and Sarah warmin' up for the engagement party with a pint.

Laughing at one of my totally awesome jokes I'm sure.
We said goodbye to Steve and stepped into party mode.
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