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When I woke up this morning I had a choice of getting a ride from my cousin to the Wilmington Mass train station or getting a ride with my brother to the Lowell Mass train station. I opted for Wilmington in hopes to stop by a place I used to frequent back when I traveled to Boston more often than I do now. The Plcae is Big Joe's Subs, Big Joe makes a wicked Italian sub and I have been craving one now for quite some time. So when my cousin dropped me off in his parking lot which is conviently located right next to the train station I saw the open sign and headed right for the door which turned out to be locked. He was not open for the day yet, and I was dissapointed.
I walked over to the station and crossed over the tracks to the inbound side and waited for my train. The first few minutes standing out there I realized I had forgotten my scarf back in New Hampshire and my brother had already left so there was no bringing it to me. Luckily the train was not too long of a wait and from wilmington it is only a 20 minute train ride into the city. Back in Boston for the second day in a row I went over to the pro shop to see if I could buy a scarf there but no luck, and the hat i was looking for was gone too. As I walked across Causeway Street I came across a store that has been there as long as I can remember called Hiltons Tent City. I finally went inside for the first time ever and to my delight they had scarfs, I picked out my new scraf that I will only wear this once and proceded down to Governemtn Center.
This is the area I am most familar with because my mother worked here when I was young. I visted Fanuiel Hall and walked through there for awhile then moved on over to State Street to visit the national Parks welcome center where I got some more National Park passport book stamp cancellations. After leaving here I called my aunt who still works in the city and we met for luch at a resturaunt called Brandy Petes. She got her favorite dish of crab cakes and I ordered a cup of clam chowder and something of the menu that started with penne pasta and broccoli but was covered in a sauce I cant pronounce but was tastey all the same. It was so tastey in fact I was going to take a picture of it for my review of the resturaunt but I got too invloved eating it and by the time I remebered we were paying the check.
After leaving the restaraunt my aunt went back to work and I headed to down town crossing. I came here a lot too and I was thinking how much it had changed since I had last seen it, and then I came across a small coin shop. I went inside to check it out and I bought a small bag of foriegn coins and as I was about to leave I noticed a case of more coins I had not seen when I walked in. I said that outloud to myself which proved to be a mistake because I was then insulted by the clerk I had just bought the bag of coins from, I decided that she was only getting the $5 dollars I spent on those coins and nothing else so I walked out, turns out right across the street was another coin and collectable shop. I went in for a few minutes but didnt really see anything I liked so I left and made my way up to Boston Common.
By now it was snowing and all I wanted to do was find the Make Way for Ducklings Monument, and then my brother called and said I needed to hurry over to Barnes and Noble so we could get in line for the signing. I told him to get in line and I would be there in 10 minutes but of course there was a problem with this plan because to get in line you had to have the book which I was going to buy when we got there. I had to abandon my search for the ducklings and I jumped on the Green Line at Park Street to head over to Kenmore Sqare where I found my brother waiting for me in Pizzaria Uno's. He had a beer and ordered some buffalo wings that looked fantastic but I opted not to eat any because I was starting to have pains again from my galbladder and pancreas.
After he finished his wings and beer and I finished my lousy ginger ale we headed across the street to Barnes and Noble, it was only about 2pm and the signing started at 7pm luckily we got to wait inside the store for Ozzy to arive. We purchased the books and made our way to the second floor where we sat for the next few hours. Finally at about 10 of 6 the line started moving, and i really have to hand it to this Barnes and Noble store because I have been to many signing but none of them have gone so smoothly and quickly as this one did. At 7:10 I was standing in front of Ozzy to have my book signed, it happened so fast I didnt even realize it was my turn as luck would have it my temporary loss of situational awareness led to an amazing photo of Ozzy!
Once the signing was done the plan was to head over to the House of Blues to get some really cheap dinner, but I was still feeling crappy and the weather was still sucky we just went for a qucik visit and no dinner.