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Gosh, it was good to be in a place where winter was really winter, Vag thought to himself. Back in Cambridge there hadn't been a flake of snow all fall, and Christmas at home had been more like spring. But New Year's at Lake Placid was different, like in the old days further south when the polar ice cap had not started to shrink...
...driver announced that they were now passing M.I.T., but Vag did not see much of it, because the driver accelerated to make a green light three blocks away. Before he knew it, Vag was at the Ware collection of glass flowers, which he understood was part of Harvard. The little boy bolted from the bus, and ran into the building intent on picking some of the flowers. Cute kid, Vag thought to himself. But his father shouldn't cuff him around like that...
...Much as Vag liked the flowers, he was dismayed because he couldn't keep up with the rest of the party. The executive and his secretary kept disappearing around corners looking for new exhibits, and the father was over near the door with the little boy, boxing the child's ears. Although he was afraid to ask, Vag wondered just what the glass flowers had to do with education at Harvard. But the tour people had said this was an educational trip, and that was enough...
Back in the bus, Vag stopped trying to see all the points of interest that the driver yelled out because the bus whizzed by them so fast. He did not even know they had passed Boston University and Simmons, when the driver called, "All out for Longfellow House, extra admission." The executive made some little joke to his companion about the name of the poet, and she giggled...
Moving speedily past Symphony Hall, museums and medical centers, Vab began to hum an off-key Christmas carol softly to himself. Around him, cheerful Christmas displays glowed brightly in red and green. Vag was contented. You can really see a lot of Boston on a tour like this, he thought. He had been close to all the education in Boston, seen lots of really neat places. Soon Vag would hear the blaring street noises again, but now they would sound different because he knew the city, and its history, and its people...