Last weekend we headed to Castle Island because every summer, without fail, tourists pile into Boston and jam up all the traffic for this g*ddamn place.
So we thought we’d head over and see what all the fuss was about.
I guess it used to be some sort of fort back in the late 1700s/early 1800s, when some war was being fought because someone wanted to control someone else’s property.
You know how that shit goes.
I thought my head was gonna fall back like a newborn when she asked if we wanted a tour.