We have returned from our Boston vacation. It started out as a simple idea — hey, let’s run away for a weekend and see some friends and stick the grandparents with the kid! — and grew from there. At one point there were some fourteen or fifteen of us inside Border Cafe in Cambridge talking and eating and undoubtedly disturbing the group of frighteningly bubbly women one table over who kept singing along to the restaurant’s music. We got to see cool art and fish, hear some live music, meet up with a number of old friends, and see others whom we had only met online (hi, Yoon, Joe, and lizard! Hey, Ryan!). It was a great trip, although Boston is far too cold for civilized people. Ice on the streets? Ice that stays around for days? That’s crazy talk.
Thanks to all who made our trip so wonderful, and to my parents for taking care of Eli, even when he developed pink eye.