Waiting in the line that wrapped around the block. (Thankfully we got there when it was a little shorter.)

Bo and Song, looking apprehensive about their meal...
Seth celebrated his big day last weekend with a trip to Lowell. Yes, Lowell. Though it may appear sleepy, it is shameless in promoting itself as the 'Birthplace of the American Industrial Revolution'. There was a nice National Historical Park visitor center smack-dab downtown, complete with a continuously running 20min film about the history of the mill town, so you know it is the 'real deal'. Lowell is also famous as the hometown of the famous beat generation writer Jack Kerouac, but we bypassed the pilgrimage to his home and burial site. We did, however, treat ourselves to one of the numerous coffee shops--each very colorful and cozy. This was the coziest, and a great way to spend a little time. I wish Waltham (or even downtown Boston) had a coffee shop as cute as this!
One of the Merrimack River canals flowing through Lowell. Doesn't take a big imagination to see why this city is called the Venice of America ;o)
Also, since this is the time for birthdays, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Dad today! And to Seth's mother on Thursday :o)
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