Sunday was a bit more relaxed. We went to the Museum of Fine Arts, where Ron is a docent. He gave us a spectacular tour of the 19th century and Spanish Galleries. We breezed through the Dutch gallery and then went to see the temporary exhibit of Israeli treasures, some from over 9,000 years old in addition to a piece of the Dead Sea Scrolls and masterpieces by Rembrandt, Chagall and Rodin.
We had guests arriving; Ron took off for home to greet them, while Kim and I went to Gerloczy restaurant for an early dinner. We had tickets, we thought for a concert of Cuban Shephardic Jewish music at 8:00 pm.
When we got home, an e-mail from the guests stated they would not be arriving until 8:00 pm, so Ron and Kim went to the concert while I volunteer (happily, I may add) to wait behind. As it turned out, the concert started at 7:00 pm and it was a different concert. The guests arrived, I spun them through the apartment and ran out. When I arrived, I was disappointed in the concert since I expected more Cuban culture to be displayed, but it was only afterward I found out it was the wrong tickets. Afterward, we went to Arriba for a burrito.