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Good day yesterday. Our drive up to Beantown was uneventful. We decided to park outside of the city and take the T in as Dave thought it would be highly unlikely that there would be parking spots or an open lot near our first stop. The 5W!TS was fun. At first, we all looked at each other and thought "This is so lame - we're all too old for this" but, once we got into the "tomb", it was actually fun and the kids did enjoy themselves, although Kyle had to say afterwards for pride's sake "that was so lame". He later recanted, of his own free will.

So, we walked from there up to Back Bay, then took the T up to Union Street and had lunch at the Union Oyster House. I think they have the best clam chowder anywhere. Then, after discussing taking the T out to the cars at night, we decided to take T back to the cars and drive in to the Fine Arts Museum where we spent several hours happily immersed in art. The kids peeled off and Dave and I wandered through the asian art galleries. Abby did not feel she spent enough time with the art, of course. Kyle, typically, was very happy to leave the museum and felt that it couldn't have happened sooner. Jesse, typically, was disgusted and annoyed by Kyle's existence. Kyle leaned too far over an exhibit to look at something and set off an alarm. I had a piece of chocolate tort and a lovely cup of Earl Grey tea to cope with this terrible humiliation. And then we drove home, tired, but mostly happy.







Bubba and Daddy in one of the Asian Art Galleries






Today, we rest and recover. Julia spent the night as we got back around 11:30 PM.