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My trip to Boston with Tiger

Lets get one thing out of the way, I did not go to Boston to meet with Mayor Menino. Although, I will gladly fly back in order to meet with his staff for planning, should he ever accept my invitation.

Instead, I was there for a Social Media and Web Analytics conference, something of great interest to me professionally. As I was packing, I snuck Tiger away in my backpack so we could make a cool photo album for The Kid.

The one thing I regret about going to this particular conference is not scheduling time for myself to wander around the city. The Greenway is beautiful and outside of dinner with a childhood friend, I didn't have much of an opportunity to dine like a local. Luckily, this is not the only time I'll be headed back to Beantown, I'm quite confident of that.

During lunch yesterday, Tiger and I snuck away from the conference to do a little exploring along the Fort Point Channel. We happily stumbled upon the Design Museum Boston's Street Seats exhibit (which, by the way, used QR codes properly for a rare, well-executed mobile browsing experience). The ideas for transforming the humble public bench ranged from really creative to a little creepy. Here is a sampling of what we saw.

Tiger enjoys the WA Chair.

Tiger remarked that the view of the sight of the Boston Tea Party raids are impressive from Cleat.
Re-Cord looks interesting but was hard for Tiger to balance on.
KNOT Bench is suppose to resemble a coral reef. Instead, it resembles a dust-mop that needs a good trip through a washing machine. I hesitated putting Tiger on it, but she insisted the shot would look good.

This is my favorite shot of both Tiger and the exhibit. 
  

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