Traffic only backed up a short 4.6 miles before we could cross over to the Cape
Crossing over to the Cape
July 1, 2011 by
Let’s rock
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There it is: Plymouth Rock. It’s an obscure historic reference for my little scholars who are more grounded in Alamo and Goliad than Smith and Standish.
The mayflower II and the monkey troop IV
Girl talk time: interpretive performers talking girl-to-girl
John dialed into another era.
You can take ’em outta Texas, but….
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They couldn’t resist the lure of a Lone Star State come on…
Set the wayback to Pilgrims
July 1, 2011 by
We paused on our drive to Cape Cod to step into the pages of Pilgrim history at Plimoth Plantation. Yep, that’s how they spell it. Turns out spelling was more phonetic back in the 17th century. See? I was born too late.
Interpretive performers make Plimoth Plantation an interactive learning experience for even the most jaded among us. (Take a closer look at those furs in the last shot. Obviously it must have been “take your baby Indian to work day” today.)
Heading south
July 1, 2011 by
Having picked up Sandie in Manchester, it’s time to head south through Boston.
That ain’t the Gahden. That fancy-pants hall can’t possibly take the place of the rat trap it replaced. I know, it’s old news for most. But, it’s new to me.
Can’t wait to see the topside of the big dig later this week when we return for the 4th of July. Learned today that Sandie just plain doesn’t like tunnels of any kind.
Cape Cod ahead. But, one more stop on the way.