and finally we went to get our birthday present - real red bostonian lobsters. i was so excited when after the twists and turns we reached "the black rose", an old irish bar in downtown boston... but that was only before our lobster dinner arrived... to see this huge red animal in my plate was more scary then exciting and it was a while till i took the special tool to break the chela. the meat was good, however, and i immersed in my lobster and did not mind the french fries. until again i had to turn it upside down and see the belly and the legs... seyit helped me and my lobster with this... uhh... desperately i resorted to continue eating. actually it was more of a fight between me and the lobster and the guys really enjoyed laughing at me... killing frogs with blunt knives some years ago was almost like a joke:)









but the lobsters were over and we proceeded to the prudential tower. hung-yon, tathagat, michael, stephan, simon, seyit, uli and me. quan could not go with us that day...



since in this fancy place they don't ask for liquor ID's (otherwise it would have caused me huge problems as i had left my passport at home), we enjoyed having the expensive cocktails on the 52nd floor, having the city of lights under our feet...



and then in started raining. no, pouring... cats and dogs... the wind and the strong strong rain in a rather warm night, running to catch our bus and running the wrong direction... going to cambridge "john harvard's" to warm up and take the next bus home... but the fun did not end there... it was still raining heavily, the streets were under water and i could not go home after the last shuttle missed me. wet wet wet.. waiting for half an hour in the rain... and the going back to watch silly shows on mtv... anyway, still this morning my durkheim and mauss' "primitive classification" which i took out of my bag at class was completely soaked:)