Duck Tour

Sunday, Nick, his family and I went to Boston on a duck tour. Duck Tours are these awesome little tours where they toss you into a 'duck,' a 4 wheel drive vehical that go on water and land. So we pack into the duck, since they were not designed for people over five feet and go around Boston. I got to see several historical parts of Boston I've never seen, including the old North Church. I am a serious history nut. So when you have our tour guide going "This is where this important event in our nation's history happened" I am going "That's so COOL."

When we went into the water the first time, it was so scary. Usually, I'm the calm, collected one, but when I saw that water hurtling up at me, the water level was about six to eight inches from overflowing into our duck, and listing to my side, I started to panic. Nick's mom looked back at us from the opposite side with an "Oh, shit" look. I'm sure having me looking like a cat trying to avoid being dunked in the tub didn't help. But it leveled out.

They also let people drive the duck when we were in the Charles. I really wanted to drive it, since I'm not good on land, much better in water. My grandma had a boat when I was younger and would let me drive it around the Mighty Mississippi. Out there, you'd have to work at it to hit something.

I also learned that Reagan vetoed the 'Big Dig' bill since he saw it as pork barrel politics. I wonder what he would've thought with the final bill of it.