America day 12

The day dawned sharp and bright but outside is a freezing wasteland where the air is so chill it'll freeze you in an instant. Its weird looking out of a window at a beatiful sunny day from the comfort of your air-conditioned hotel and then walking out into a sunlit freezer.

Anyway we wandered around, mainly to keep warm, and met Steve and Kara following the freedom trail which is a walk around some of bostons historic areas including Paul Reveres house, Benjamin Franklins tomb the site of the boston masacre and tea party etc etc.

We got rather cold again so we headed back to the hotel for a warm up and said goodbye to steve and kara.

We met up and headed down to a fake irish bar with an authentic irish barman.

These pubs really are the same the world over. They call themselves 'O'Mallys' or some rot like that and then staff themselves with as many 'Orish' ex-pats as possible, perhaps forgetting that they were the first people to leave the Auld country!

Its like when Liverpool Airport renamed itself John Lennon Airport after the first Beatle to get the hell out of Liverpool!

Anyways we stayed there for a decent meal and some more excellent beer. I am rapidly coming to the conclusion that the Americans are saving all the good beer for themselves!

Andy, loves good quality lager. Give him a kronenburg or equivalent and hes happy (But never stella. NEVER Stella, he may ask for it, but don't give it to him.)

But overhere he's trying the IPAs and the Samuel Adams specials and hes loving them because they are hand crafted proper beer/lagers none of this mass produced chemical crap.

Yummy.

Anyways after a few beers and being reminded of the championship we gave away to the Irish this year(Shouldn't have worn my Wales shirt to an irish pub.) IT was time for bed.