My favorite part of the holidays (aside from baking and subsequently eating far too much) is seeing old friends. You get to visit with people you haven't seen in months, and you become a tourist in your own town, letting your friends appreciate to being home. This weekend, we meandered south of Broad, watched boats sailing by, pressed our faces against windows, wandered into abandoned yards, and ended our day eating fudge and gingersnaps in the park waiting to make a surprise visit.
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