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Mom arrived on the Wednesday of the first week back to school for Scott. Going back to school after a break is always a bit hectic, but the new term had brought with it 15 new students and 6 additional weekly classes, so it's fairly safe to say that Scott was essentially out of action for anything else during the week. While we appreciated the mother-daughter time, I think Scott appreciated the alone time! Exploring Cambridge with Mom also gave me the opportunity to actually learn where things were for myself. Again, I pretty much just followed Scott around and trusted that he knew where he was going. Being there myself, I learned that Cambridge is actually quite a bit smaller than I had perceived, and that Scott's preferred method of getting around town is to zig-zag back and forth between areas, making what is typically a 10-minute walk into three-quarters of an hour. It's a great technique for site-seeing, but does end up being slightly confusing for one who is trying to learn her way around.
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It was nice to be able to take things slow (usually Scott and I go into town with a specific goal in mind and have to rush around to get everything done so that we don't miss the bus home), so we spent the time window shopping, visiting the market, and of course, drinking coffee at the many coffee shops. During our explorations, we came up St. Bene't's Church, the oldest in Cambridge, and decided to have a look inside. It was quite an interesting place--the architecture was, of course, very old (with periodic updating), but the technology was about as new as you could get. There was an electronic chandelier that could be placed in various positions, and even floating speakers placed strategically around the church. I'm really not quite sure why they needed so many speakers, because the church itself isn't all that large, but it was cool to see the juxtaposition of the old and new. In the center of the church, there was a remembrance tree where members and visitors alike were encouraged to write the names of loved ones on leaves and tie them to the tree. The tree was already overflowing with leaves, but we left a few of our own as well.


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