Another rough night, but cannot afford the time to be sick. We head out to south end, an up and coming area with lots of converted warehouses and artists and good restaurants, a much newer and more spacious part of town. We went out for a traditional weekend brunch at the union grill - brunch goes from 10-3 but there is a special deal between 10-11 where you get coffee, juice, sour cream coffee cake and omelette for under $10. There was already a crowd waiting for tables when we arrived.

There is a indoor vintage and antique market nearby, so we go and check it out - nothing to tempt me but Jane finds an original painting. We then move on to coply square, which is now the focus for a makeshift memorial for the victims of the boston bombing that happened two weeks ago here. Many people were out paying their respects, it's the first nice weather weekend and also the first weekend after the bomber was captured, so there is almost a celebratory mood in the crowd. There are a lot of flowers, caps, tshirts, messages and stuffed toys for the little boy.

We walk from here into beacon hill, with all the fabulous old homes, and are lucky enough to stumble across one that is a museum, Gibson house. It was built and owned by a 55 year old woman when beacon hill was still a swamp, brave back in those times. The grandson decided early in life to preserve the house as a museum so it is in original condition, with the original wallpapers, and furnishings. Seven servants were boarded there to run the house ( and there was alot of entertaining done by all accounts) so we saw their working areas, but not their living quarters. Jane and I were the only ones there for the tour, so it was intimate and informative, a real treat.

That evening we returned to south end for dinner, first to a Japanese wine bar!! Then a Spanish tapas. I know we were eating good food but I can no longer taste or smell anything so unfortunately it's all been a bit wasted on me.