It's my wife and my tenth anniversary. We have a zillion young kids and never get to go anywhere, except we always take exotic anniversary trips to faraway lands, which keeps us vaguely sane.
Except this year, when our friends outside of Boston decided to get married. And here we are (we're from far, far away).
And now my wife just woke up sad, sad, sad, because we didn't leave the country the only chance we ever get all year. And I feel bad, bad, bad. I don't regret coming to this wedding -- we absolutely adore the couple -- but I kinda adore my wife more.
So we have exactly one night in Cambridge, tomorrow, then fly back home to our miserable lives. Price is no object. Prefer to stay in Cambridge, but am willing to take a taxi for the right meal.
Thanks in advance!!!
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