Piled in the Sarahmobile and headed south on Monday. It's a six hour, three state drive between Bar Harbor and Boston, but it was on the interstate so it looked like the ass end of the car in front of us, by and large.
We did, however, make one quick stop
Once we got there we turned right around and went back up to Salem for mexican food (aside- it was much easier to find mexican up here than in New Orleans, which is on the goddam gulf of goddam Mexico) at a place called Howlin' Wolf, which, fun fact, is the same name as a bar in NOLA where I once watched Kirsten Schall get common law married during a charity womens' arm-wrestling competition.
Salem is...weird. And I don't mean the buy-a-pound-of-meth-get-an-hour-with-a-prostitute-free weird that Salem Oregon is, I mean bad weird. Anyone here see ParaNorman? Wait, seriously? You guys, c'mon- it's the studio that did Coraline. It's just, so good. Go watch it. I'll wait.
You didn't watch it. did you. I don't even have to ask, I can see it in your duplicitous little eye holes. Fine, whatever. No, it's not important.
I'm fine.
Anyway, this is the Salem of the Salem witch trials, where a bunch of idiots murdered some people, and the reverberations are still felt to this day. Mainly through peoples' wallets.
Stay classy Salem
This shit is just all over. Witch tours, witch houses, museums of witch torture. In fairness, there is a lovely and affecting memorial to the actual humans who were actually killed.
And literally right around the corner,
Is it possible to file restraining orders on behalf of memorials?
I hope the reanimated corpses of the perpetrators come back to terrorize the populace. Seriously, go watch that movie guys.
Next day, on to Boston Proper. Took the subway into town and hoofed it from there. Boston's got a thing called the Freedom Trail, which is a really stupid name but pretty helpful for dumb lost tourists like yours truly as a way to wander around and see stuff. It's literally just a line in the sidewalk that goes past a buncha things.
Bill Keene consulted
So it turns out events happened in Boston a couple hundred years ago, and most of the places they happened are still around. The red brick road took us past a pretty significant amount of it.
My picture file from Boston seems to indicate I don't care about American history
There is actually a lot more, but whatever. I was saving my phone memory for the really worthwhile items.
Nailed it
The really cool part of Boston, at least of the part of Boston that I saw (which is therefore the important part) is the big swath of green space that runs the entire length of the downtown. Thanks to the Big Dig Boston was left with what used to be packed inner city highway, and turned it into a pretty sweet park.
All it took was decades of mind boggling corruption.
Also, Boston has a Chinatown. Well, it's called Chinatown, but it is in fact a neighbor hood representative of pretty much every Asian country.Which I think means all Bostonians are racists.
Basically all the same, right?
After traipsing the length and breadth of Beantown (as the locals call it), we hopped back on the underground across the river to Cambridge and got off at MIT. Didn't really do much on the campus except pee (take that nerds), but still worth the trip. There are many large buildings with enough things coming out of them to guarantee that Science is happening.
Then a quick stroll up to Harvard, just because. We didn't pee on anything here, but we did walk on the grass a bunch.
True fact- the whole place is fenced in wrought iron, to keep the plebes out
After that it was just back to the house for craft beers and new episodes of The Strain. And that was that for Massachusetts- super pretty, and definitely the most urbanized part of New England I've seen.
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