Aki and Baba at breakfast in Quincy Market
Since we only had a few days in Beantown, we didn't want to waste any time seeing the sights. We also had Jiji and Baba to pace us, since they were traveling with Eric's uncle from Japan, Shupopoji.
We caught the Green Line by ourselves not too late in the morning, headed off to Government Center, and met up with Jiji, Baba, and Shupopoji at Quincy Market for a little breakfast.
It's hard to figure out how much to bring with you when you leave the hotel. Sure, there's places you can buy milk, and places you can ask to have it heated up, but it also gives you a lot of peace of mind to know you've got a few extra cartons in an icepack and a Tommee Tippee you plug into an outlet (thanks, Auntie Lisa!) to heat that stuff up.
Here's the downside to overpacking, though: It gets heavy. Real heavy. Especially when you're also toting around a 26-pound toddler, an umbrella stroller, snacks, and changes of clothes for everyone. Yikes! It's a good thing we didn't bite the bullet and buy a DSLR for this trip: Our iPhone and P&S were good enough.
After finding a nice, greasy combo of bacon, sausage, potatoes, toast, and eggs, we strolled out to see the Atlantic, then circled back to meet up with everyone and walk over to Little Italy.
Aki catnapped for a spell on his Mama's shoulder, as we passed a section of the Freedom Walk, including Paul Revere's house.
Dad popped into a couple of trattorias, then decided on a little place called La Summa with the nicest proprietor you could hope for. A bunch of silver-haired ladies were having a reunion in the front room--they'd all grown up in the area and have been meeting up for a celebratory lunch once a year for the last 40 years or so--and cooed over Aki after he woke up.
Catnap outside Paul Revere's House
It was decent, hardy Italian fare, washed down with a couple of brews, and the folks at La Summa were kind enough to give us some milk AND warm it up for us. We even managed to change Aki's diaper in one of La Summa's cozy little restrooms.
After lunch, though, it was time for the main event: Gelato down the street at Vittorio's.