Belated St. Patrick's Day Greeting

I had a lovely day in Boston, Massachusetts on Saturday St. Patrick's day. The entire city is Irish for a day. Walking the streets there were people wearing green of some sort. It seemed that most of Boston was under the age of 25. Every drinking hole had lines all day long. Eating lunch in the Hard Rock Cafe close to Quincy Market, a local Irish band was doing their best to drown out the conversations around them.

Faneuil Hall Marketplace was wall to wall bodies. But that's what makes it great. The congestion of souls makes you slow down and smell all the ethnic foods in the stalls. We got stuck in front of an Italian bakery and ended up buying eclairs and canollis.

One delightful part of the day were the Irish step or clog dancers. If you know what River Dance was this is the form of entertainment found outside of Quincy Market. There were boys and girls though it appeared we had missed them dancing together. We were lucking to find the last half of the show.

The costumes were amazing. Stitching and colors so gay.

Each step was stepped with such precision with no room for error.

And the hair! Either those curls were a weave or those girls sat for hours while someone worked their magic.

All in all it was a great day. We ate too much, sang a little and enjoyed the shops and people watching.