Is there a tea party nearby?
Or, "I came for the press conference, but stayed for the chowdah!"

Okay, so it doesn't quite have the ring of "Flo's Clam Shack"...but then again, what does? Boston is a seafood town, through and through.

Oysters are certainly on the menu.	Colleen, our congenial host, is ready for anything in this stylish bib, currently all the rage on many a fashion runway in Europe.	With tools like this, those darn lobsters don't stand a chance.
Must venture away from all the seafood and go see where they get all the seafood from.	Of course, they keep a guard by the waterfront. You don't want just anyone scooping up the tasty fishies.	Well, we came all the way down here, might as well at least make faces at the camera.
A good walk along the waterfront is fun, if it keeps you out of silly-looking vehicles like this. Besides, we have enough ducks back home!	A walking tour is much better. You get to see all the nice streets downtown. It's really quite nice. There's a good mix of bricks and green spots, old and new.	Watch out for that last step...it's a doozy.
Things downtown sometimes seem so incongruous, but in a very nice way.	There's even plenty of coffee shops downtown. It seems like Starbucks owns this town, the way they dot the landscape.	They have even turned old castles into apartment blocks here. What a great place!
There are lots of cool houses downtown...I think I want to move here!	Hmmm...then again, maybe not. Better keep looking at the touristy things, while I have the chance.	You'd think the first president would have a more fitting end, instead of being dipped in molten rock and left in a park.
Some of the public spaces here are older than Canada.	You meet all kinds in the public space. This guy packed his underwear with birdseed.	In a city as old as this, where the streets were designed for horses, street layout is chaotic. In some places, they make it pedestrian-only. It's just easier that way.
Because of the layout, there's a lot of crazy angles...and...	...and everything goes wayyyy wayyyy up.	The street names here can be so inventive sometimes.
There are lots of places to walk in the downtown area. With all the twisty roads, you could easily get lost.	If you're not really careful, you just might end up in Europe!!	Help! I need some guidance to get back on track...time to make a phone call to God. Hm. He says to smarten up. Maybe I should get some learnin' into me.
I can say I went to Harvard, now!	I can say I went to M.I.T. too!	After all that learning, I'm thirsty. As they say, sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name.
Not me, though! Instead, let's go to one of the many Irish pubs scattered thoughout Boston. How about this one?	Hm...no. Better go here, instead. After all, this is the rendezvous point we agreed on.	Push your way to the back. Don't be shy.
Canadians are so polite, even at the bar.	Polite until you get a Guinness into you, that is. Guinness, the beer that bites back.	Don't look so dejected. What are you waiting for? More beer? Okay, here you go.
Sam Adams. This is what you'd call a local brew. If this doesn't boost your spirits, nothing will!	That's more like it. Let it all hang out!	Forget the Charles Atlas program...here's the real deal. Build muscles at a bar stool!
After just one lesson of the Guinness plan, I was able to lift this entire bottle!	Let you think the Boston experience is all about drinking in Irish pubs, let me tell you that it's not true. There are plenty of bathroom breaks, too.	Eventually you have to go home. Or, at least, the hotel.
Oddly enough, the hotel is right across the street from a castle, or fortress, or something that looks rather odd in the downtown area.	Lots of things downtown, look like they don't belong, however. Weird facades on boxy buildings.	Patio cafes and overhanging churches.
Historic landmarks and steel buildings live side by side. How weird.	Let's just see this one again. That's far weirder. Thanks a lot!	Some of the places are so weird they can't even figure out if they are buildings, a type of literature, or transportation!
	Well, that's about it from Boston. Thanks for coming along on the tour. I don't have any funny caption for this picture, really. It was just something that struck me as being a pretty wonky kind of way to make people realize they're in danger when they use this equipment. Since this is the end of the photo tour, I suppose I could say this: CUT!