The YMCA is everyone's salvation. For the boys, they get to release their frustrations three times a week. For me, its the place I recollect and try to recharge in the morning to be able to keep my cool with the boys in the evening (although that doesn't always go as planned) . Here was the view on the way to the Y this morning. Lovely. This experience for the boys is more than language and culture, but a chance at city life. However, we miss our wonderful backyard, and I miss my dryer (for clothes).