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Frommer's said this spot was a must, and it was cute indeed.
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Frommer's also said that every single person who passes by can't resist climbing on.
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And he was right.
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Leo took pictures.
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This was in the Boston Public Garden...I think that's what it was called.
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It was lovely, but very VERY cold. Woo east coast.
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NYAWR!
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My cranky geek.
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George Washington, and one of his troops.
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He told me to pose like her. Did it work?
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Taken on Boston's version of fifth avenue. We are SUCH tourists.
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Do you see Leo? He's the one trying to get the perfect shot of his perfect love for a tweet. Geek. :P
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Holocaust Memorial. It was very interesting, the structures.
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Obviously, nothing is sacred. Here, with Paul Revere.
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The British are coming!
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We were just in time to see Shepard Fairey's 20 year celebratory exhibit at the ICA. Boston's streets were littered with Shepard bombs. And they were lovely.
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Outside of John Harvard's.
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Scorpion/monkey/jungle bowl.
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Race to the end.
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Popcorn?
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I must have been receiving instruction.
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And in the end, we tied.
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This is what you're supposed to do, I was told, to this statue. That's why the tips of his shoes are golden, all of us happy-go-lucky tourists wore him down.
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As it turns out, there are quite a few longstanding traditions I was told to uphold while traipsing around Boston. This was one.
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At a place called Flatt-Top Johnnies. (I think?)
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Finding the sweet spot.
