Rachel's Visit

My friend Rachel has been visiting the great state of Massachusetts this week and it has been great fun. We both noted that considering we usually just hang around and making snide comments about whatever stupid thing we're watching at the time (like HERE, and HERE), and that this visit was different for us because we were so all over the place.

We went to Salem, checking out The Salem Witch Museum where there was a funky history lesson taught with creepily lit mannequins. We also went to Ye Olde Pepper Company candy shop. It claimed to be the oldest candy company in the country, but really, there was nothing terribly interesting about. As Rachel said, too, "I don't think this was the candy shop 50 Cent was talking about".

That same day, we went to Walden Pond. That was very cool, and we had great fun taking stupid pictures with the statue of Thoreau and the replica of his shack. And for the record, the pond is more like a great lake.

Yesterday we went into the city. Starting in Hahvahd Squeah, we wandered til it started raining. My brother met with us for lunch. My cousin Susan met us too. From there we went back on the subway to Boston Commons. We wandered and wandered, hoping to catch a glimpse (as if it runs and hides?) of Old North Church (One if by land, two if by sea). Instead, we found the Old South Church. Not the right one but pretty just the same.

We came home to Wakefield and chilled for a short while before going to see Miracle at St. Anna with Dad. The miracle was that we stayed awake through the spastic unfocused film. The story was great actually, but the movie? Not so much.

Today, we are at Scott's End. We arrived at the house around lunch and almost immediately left for fish and chips at The Lobster Trap. So good! The rest of the day was spent sitting around the house, reading and eating cookies, and jumping into the freezing ocean. Huh? Yes, while I sat at home reading a book in the sun, Rachel was down at the beach collecting shells. She walked out onto the dock and decided she simply had to jump in. Then, she realized how freezing it was and got out immediately.

Now, we are waiting for the vice presidential candidate debate this evening. Normally, there is no TV in the Cape, but we brought the one from the attic down for this broadcast alone.

Rachel chills with Thoreau.