Day 1.037: Boston, no socks

We undertook a 350 mile round-trip today to visit the Boston Children's Museum. Not surprisingly with it being a holiday weekend, it was busy but for the most part it coped well with the numbers - I imagine it would feel cavernous if too empty, but I daresay there is a happy medium somewhere.

E5N1 was quite taken with these bubble tubes - not only with watching the bubbles, but also feeling the vibrations. By this time he had removed both pairs of socks he was wearing (neither of them were really red) amazingly we had retrieved them all - but we didn't bother to put them back on him even when we walked across the service station car park at 19 °F to have some dinner on the way home - much to the dismay of one of the people clearing tables inside.

The museum has a lot of everything. A popular Arthur exhibit contained recreations of his kitchen, back yard, school room, an aeroplane and a nurse's office. And that was just one of ten or twelve areas to explore. The girls also were able to star in an episode thanks to the magic of a green-screen room.


The second time Exile #4 went in, we took off her sweater and allowed her green shirt to add to the magic.