I have so much to deal with I could scream, which is why I'm all the more determined to reset our clocks and get us all over this jetlag business in a hurry. Nevermind the fact that we haven't slept properly in 24+ hours: I'm dragging us out to the museums quartier. It just so happens, it's late night at the museum night tonight, and exhausted or not we're going!
We jump in feet first by navigating the subways in our new neighborhood.
Come on guys this could be fun.
Nobody believes me. Parker is definitely less than convinced.
But we forge ahead--at least it's a full moon.
And they're playing the piccolo.
Parker's still suspicious....
Peter is asking if the lego shops are also open late.
Then he spies a roomful of nude women. They're displaying Egon Schiele in the Leopold gallery. Okay, uncle. We grab a poster for our apartment and go home.
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