Day two of the Great Boston Adventure continued unabated today.
Breakfast at the Au Bon Pain in Harvard Square, searching for half price tix to shows at Bostix, back to Harvard Square to find canoes to travel the Charles River, dinner in Harvard Square, a show in Harvard Square, a (fruitful!) search for ice cream in Harvard Square at 11pm, a halting trip back to the hotel (my fault), to receive an email from Mr. Dobosz, saying hey nice to see you're in town, I am too. Let's do lunch tomorrow, btw, Jill lives down the street, and have you been to Harvard Square?
Mebbe. A bit.
The canoing might more appropriately be called canoodling on my part. I'm pretty pitiful waterborne. I think my only talent was consistently getting Yulia drenched by the misapplication of my paddle, despite constant threats of forcible defenestration through the earliest window of opportunity into the river.
Oh, and Leonia bought Jeanne a mango after she started demanding sliced mango - the consumption of which seemingly consumed a good portion of the morning. Leonia - you dog you.
;)
Not to be outdone by the spectacle of three people watching Jeanne eat a mango, the day threw a modern adaptation of Moliere's Miser at us, liked by some, despised by some. Then there were the others who were just amused that the lead bore a striking resemblance to Gene Wilder in his Willy Wonka days.
Also, there's nothing wrong with ordering Dominos at 1 in the morning, to the hotel room, so that one can eat and enjoy Six Feet Under on a full stomach.
I must off to bed. Brunch tomorrow with Leonia Jeanne & Chris. Maybe.