Our trip to Boston was another one of those poorly planned ADHD kind of moments where we just pointed vaguely at the Freedom Trail and decided to start walking. But before that we had to go through truly mental traffic, dodging cars parked in the middle of the street and not knowing if I was driving in one lane or two because… who needs paint lines, ammirite? Parking was no less nerve wracking and cost a whopping $43 even though we were only here for an hour or so. I expected that. I did not expect a valet asking me for the keys to the Prius who’d later lose the Prius. And it’s keys. Separately. If you’re not swearing at this point GOOD FOR YOU! Because I was.

Luckily this parking was VERY close to this cemetery which we had not planned on going to. But who am I to say no to a cemetery? And it was cool! Apparently, the King’s Chapel Burying Ground is the oldest cemetery in the city of Boston with its first internment in 1686. It claims several famous residents including the first woman to step off the Mayflower Mary Chilton. Also a number of revolutionary war heroes, lots of governors, portrait artist Joseph Badger, the first colonist American born Architect Charles Bulfinch, and “The Ice King” Frederic Tudor who pioneered ice harvesting and shipped ice from various ponds to destinations as far as India!

The art on the stones of this cemetery were MAGNIFICENT! Just so creative and strange and well-articulated! There were dancing skeletons and angels, death’s heads and wildly elaborate border carvings. I was loving each and every second of this relatively small cemetery. It’s still attached to the church which is also really tiny and apparently has crypt tours during the warmer months. WE SHALL BE BACK.