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...and here we met up with an old school friend, Derek Choy, and his brother Ian

...who, conincidentally, was in the same year level as Nick, and was suitably freaked out by the coincidence of bumping into him in a cafe in the West Village.

Nick and I are sitting on a bench which belonged to the Medicis... how cool is that?

Somehow the group got split... and the keys ended up with someone who ended up not getting home first... d'oh. So we just waited, then nipped down to the 24-hour French restaurant to eat some soup.

This is what I bought at the Guggenheim shop... I never knew that they modelled the whole museum after some coffee cups.

does this seem unusual to anyone else?

We tripped down to Chinatown...

...so that we could catch the super-cheap chinatown bus to Boston to visit Nick (who had returned to Boston at this point)

A trojan cow watches over south street station

We went to this awesome north-african restaurant where we had lemonade with mint leaves and rose petals... and it was AWESOME!

This is Nick's apartment... and Nick, right about when he realized that he left his keys in his mailbox keyhole.

the view from Nick's apartment is pretty cool... and visibility that day was also very good.

Lily, the tourist, helps another tourist with the fiddly ticket machines

We picked the worst day possible to attempt the "Freedom Trail"... it was -12 celsius with a windchill in the region of the -20s. We didn't finish the trail, it was just much effort to even be outside.

but we did complete at least part of the trail

first stop - the golden dome... are you sure that's it Nick? (at this point, Nick rolls his eyes)

Boston Common... how lovely...

awww... it's Sam Adams.

This building is "Old City Hall"... the guidebook says so.

This poor donkey had to stand perfectly still out in the blistering cold. Good thing it isn't a real donkey...

oh, I like tea parties!

at the museum, there was this lovely exhibit where you pushed buttons and lights would come on! here, the freedom trail is illuminated in blue.

Funny thing about this whole museum... if you replaced "Patriot" with "Revolutionary", it would have been difficult to tell the difference between this and the "Museo de la Revolucion" in Havana, Cuba. The Boston massace... quite pale by today's standards, resulted in the death of five (count them) patriots and the hands of the English pigdogs.

The building was quite nice...

It had a nice spiral staircase

...and some spiffy displays.

Including a very nice model ship

...and an advent calendar in the shape of the building.

The basement contained a lovely collection of old photographs.

We got quite sick of the ridiculously cold weather, so we ended our trail at the Quincy market

 

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