Everyone we’ve met who’s been to Boston recommends “The Freedom Trail”. They don’t really have much else to recommend … which is becoming apparent as Boston continues to be small, quiet and a little too preppy and self satisfied.
We start the trail at Boston Common. There’s a thick red line which takes you the two or three miles across Boston to various sites of historical interest, which, I’m led to believe are associated with the rebellious nature of this colony. Government house is first. A strange irony, since when we spotted it from the hotel balcony, we assumed it was a Mosque due to the gold dome.
However, we’re immediately distracted from our trail, when we realise we’re only minutes from Boston’s most famous attraction.

This is where the original outside shots were filmed. The actual studio set is on the ground floor (more of later). The “real” bar (not used in the show) is downstairs.
It’s only around 1030, so none of this is opened yet.
Passing a couple of Starbucks, it’ back on the big red line and the Boston Freedom Trail.
Large red line below… which in turn leads us to many churches … and cemeteries.




And then, of course, the “other” Cheers. This is a completely fake Cheers, bearing only the name and … somewhere inside … a mock Cheers bar.
Fortunately, it’s not long before the history presents itself again.


We’re at the “North End” of Boston, arriving in a little Italy significantly larger than a city of this size would usually have.
Most of the restaurants are cased out and don’t seem to fit the bill. We stop at Al Dente. It appears considerably more modest, well priced and with a more authentic menu. Overall, a result. The service is great as is the food. Our server, Portia, even recommends staying in Mount Washington in New Hampshire if we need somewhere to go for the weekend (which we do).
We cross the Charles River (which explains the name of the “Charlieticket” transport pass).


We pass USS Constitution and blow $1.70 each on the ferry back to Boston.
From there, it’s back to Cheers, since it’ll actually be open. We have a couple of the seasonal Samuel Adams beers and a long conversation with a Canadian woman, currently taking some time out to find herself.
The downside of the beer is it kills our energy. We stagger back to the hotel and crash out early. Again.