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Honestly, I’m not entirely sure why we stopped at Copp’s Hill Burying Ground, other than to be able to say we had made all the stops of the Freedom Trail. Unlike the other cemeteries we visited, the only name I recognized was Robert Newman, the man who hung the lanterns in the Old North Church belfry for Paul Revere. There was, however, a nice breeze, so I didn’t mind walking around a bit. Across the street from Copp’s Hill is what B- claims is Boston’s skinniest house, only 10ft across. Whether or not this is true, I have no idea, but I took a picture for the hell of it 🙂
Next, was the second hardest part of the whole Freedom Trail trek: the walk from Copp’s Hill Burying Ground to Bunker Hill Monument. Not only is it the longest distance between stops, you have to cross a long bridge, and it was the heat of the day and no breeze.
When we finally reached Bunker Hill Monument, H- was rearing and ready to start climbing the monument, but B- and I stood outside for a moment and watched part of a musket demonstration. When we finally began to climb the 294 steps of the monument, I quickly realized this was going to be a pain – figuratively and literally. I’m not in the best physical shape, and here I am, climbing 294 steps inside a giant concrete monument with no air flow and nowhere to rest. Plus, we had been walking all day, so my feet were killing me. B- raced on ahead (literally), H- struggled a but, like me, but eventually powered through it. I finally made it to the top, completely out of breath and red as a beet.
We spent a few minutes up at the top – the view was amazing, but there were so many people jostling to take pictures, it was difficult to get to a window without knocking into someone.
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