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magidSunday I joined a crowd of people surprising BubbleBabble with a Duck Tour. It was great to see his surprised face when he finally heard all the people calling his name from a neon pink Duck! Kudos to Bitty for organizing it all. (And the weather mostly cooperated, so we weren't out in a rainstorm.)
I hadn't been on a Duck Tour before; it's far too touristy for a resident to do, right? I enjoyed it, more than I'd expected. The tour guide was great, and it wasn't just that he was wearing white pants covered in red hearts, black socks covered in hot pink socks, and amazing shiny blue leather shoes. He had a lot of fun patter to go along with the historical information.
Since I'm familiar with the city (well, reasonably so), it was easy to slot all sorts of interesting information into my brain, such as how there are excavations under the church facing the main Boston Public Library, so it can be heated geothermally. And how a local jail got two architectural awards. And that there's going to be a new park near the Science Museum reasonably soon. And that there's a biggish piece of the Berlin Wall in front of an office building not far from the Science Museum, either. And how Boston tried to get rid of some of the omnipresent Canada geese. And how many people are in that small burying ground not far from the Common (thousands; they're stacked). Etc, etc etc. Oh, and I finally saw the Pepper Pot Bridge from the water, so I got to see the Viking ships!
I was fascinated with the transition from driving along to going into the water; all I could think about was Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. He described what he was doing, but I wouldn't mind being able to see it from outside the Duck.
After the tour, many people went back to the apartment near the cemetery, for the rest of the surprise, which included a cake topped with duck candles. Of course, we all had to quack the tune of happy birthday... and so started a fun, silly evening, with much zaniness ensuing. (Yes, Perquackey was played, but not Duck Duck Goose, at least to the best of my knowledge.)
I hadn't been on a Duck Tour before; it's far too touristy for a resident to do, right? I enjoyed it, more than I'd expected. The tour guide was great, and it wasn't just that he was wearing white pants covered in red hearts, black socks covered in hot pink socks, and amazing shiny blue leather shoes. He had a lot of fun patter to go along with the historical information.
Since I'm familiar with the city (well, reasonably so), it was easy to slot all sorts of interesting information into my brain, such as how there are excavations under the church facing the main Boston Public Library, so it can be heated geothermally. And how a local jail got two architectural awards. And that there's going to be a new park near the Science Museum reasonably soon. And that there's a biggish piece of the Berlin Wall in front of an office building not far from the Science Museum, either. And how Boston tried to get rid of some of the omnipresent Canada geese. And how many people are in that small burying ground not far from the Common (thousands; they're stacked). Etc, etc etc. Oh, and I finally saw the Pepper Pot Bridge from the water, so I got to see the Viking ships!
I was fascinated with the transition from driving along to going into the water; all I could think about was Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. He described what he was doing, but I wouldn't mind being able to see it from outside the Duck.
After the tour, many people went back to the apartment near the cemetery, for the rest of the surprise, which included a cake topped with duck candles. Of course, we all had to quack the tune of happy birthday... and so started a fun, silly evening, with much zaniness ensuing. (Yes, Perquackey was played, but not Duck Duck Goose, at least to the best of my knowledge.)
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Date: 2003-10-28 12:19 pm (UTC)