YAYA 2025 - BOSTON!

This one would lose her head if it wasn't attached... But I found her at BOS!


We quickly grabbed Franky and we were off!


We found the rest of the girls at the Dagny Hotel and we were off to the Barking Crab!!



We ordered food to split... Chrissy's was the size of a lemon - our fish tacos were huge and yummy!!


Just missing Poolsie, but shellfish make her sick, so I guess we saved her life!


After a quick change.. we walked to CHEERS!



It is SO small, but so fun.  We made the most of our situation and laughed - A LOT!
 

The next Day we got up, grabbed coffee and headed off to walk part of the freedom trail!


This pic should be last, it's the church where Paul Revere rang the bell. So many lies have been passed down over time.  Like Paul didn't yell "the British are coming" it actually made me said because I like to run up the halls and say that when the UK is arriving!


This guy refused a statue or monument without African American soldiers because it didn't depict history correctly. I wish I kept my notes!!


All I could hear was Ben Affleck!


Lost of famous people buried here... Paul Revere, Sam Adams... and more!


This golden donkey has a story that  basically is about a man making his wife mad!





Boston Massacre site... oddly enough the "massacre" is over FIVE people. Not 100.. and it was over sheer stupidity.


So we did our annual foot picture on it!

And I did the right (and correct) foot!!!!!!!!


Site of Boston Massacre


End or our walk. We tipped him $140 and I thought he was going to pass out!



Beginning of tour (he was a 14 year old kid) - again, missing my notes!


This is that same church... Paul Revere ... and his lantern!!


On our way to Little Italy we took photos of my friend Sam's mom's YaYas (that I met at her funeral) ...


YAYA to YAYA
They told me next year we have to do names!!


OMG - SO. MUCH. FOOD.


Love them so much!

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and of course... we can't leave without our pyramid!!!!!!!!!


Treva just had surgery but she found a way in it!


I laugh harder than I laugh all year.  SO VERY VERY THANKFUL for them!


These trips are worth EVERY penny of investing in friends I've had my entire life!!!
Long life the YAYAs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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