Day 18; Thursday the 17th of July, 2014

Plymouth and Plimoth were our first stops.

We went to Plimoth Plantation. Within the plantation, our first stop was at the Indian village.

There we saw a recreation of an Indian village, built in the same spot as the earlier one. There were Indians who were in native costume. They answered our questions and explained things for us.

Next we went to the recreation of the original town of the pilgrims. There we met people who dressed and talked as the pilgrims would have. 

They were role-players, which means they were playing the part of actual pilgrims. They acted as if they were still living at the time of the pilgrims.

The whole thing was enjoyable and enlightening.

We also went to Mayflower II, which is a recreation of the 

original Mayflower.

I loved seeing the rigging and the primitive quarters and low decks where a crazy amount of people were packed together.

Next to Mayflower II, which is an actual sailing ship and is therefore docked in the harbor, we saw an impressive structure. 

There were beautiful white columns supporting a high, vaulted roof. It was open to the public and had no walls. In the middle was a deep hole that went down to the sand. In the middle of the opening, right where the light could hit it, amid carefully smoothed sand, was…a rock.

It was an important rock (Plymouth Rock) but it was still funny to see such an imposing structure around a rock.

In the evening, we headed into downtown Boston. We set out with the intention to follow the ‘freedom trail’ and view sights such as the Boston Massacre, and the Old North Church.

Well, we started in the direction of the Boston Massacre, but we were distracted in the middle of the square. It was an entertaining distraction; a bunch of break dancers. They had some very sweet moves and were fun to watch.

 The next time we tried, we succeeded, and reached the middle of the sidewalk, where a large plaque in the ground declared this to be the sight of the Massacre. We took some pictures and then we decided to go back to the place where we saw the break dancers before we headed to other sights.

We made it there, all right, and Dad bought some ice cream. We sat on the steps to a complex and ate ice cream. There was a guy playing music, and a large, mainly empty paved courtyard, and we had ice cream, so we were pretty well satisfied.

The kids started a game of tag. By this time it was late, so we headed back to the motorhome.

City people have an amazing ability to mind their own business, despite how strange anyone else might be.

So when they saw a girl running, walking, strutting, dancing, or jumping through the streets, pausing now and then to touch something, do a funny move, or climb on something, they ignored it.

But when they saw not one, but six other girls in single file copying exactly the strange doings of the first, they probably rubbed their eyes and then decided they had drunk a little more than was good for them.

They might be comforted to find that they were perfectly sane and sober.

It was just us girls playing “Follow the Leader”.

No matter what others thought, we had a blast. Plus, it made the long walk to the motorhome much more bearable.

Good night!