|This week we had an opportunity to go to Boston for a meeting at Harvard. I know that sounds kind of weird, but that is what happened. We are working on funding a project in Zambia and Harvard has students interested in doing internships for projects and is interested in housing certain historical based projects so it all works out. While we were there we took the time to go scout out film locations, historical monuments and local sites. I don’t know why, but Boston is not what I imagined.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked it. The people were very kind. They chased after me when I forgot my iPhone in a restaurant! They don’t speed there, they are all very civilized. I didn’t like the cops though. One just kept shaking his head at me like I was an idiot. I suppose he might have been right. Pointing that I was turning right is not as affective as a blinker. I ended up parking illegally and managed not to get a ticket! Amazing. So there you bad attitude man in blue with a funny hat!
Now it is time to get even busier. Heck, if Samuel Johnson can write and do all he did by hand, I certainly should be able to do as much with a computer!
|This woman was baking bread, outside in the heat dressed in multiple layers of clothes. She talked old English and called me “Good Wife.” Plimoth Village was amazing. It allowed me to really visualize what it was like for Anne Hutchinson and Mary Dyer to leave England in the early 1600’s for the Massachusetts wilderness and learn how to exist. The other picture was inside the Mayflower 2. Just try to imagine crossing the ocean in this “ship.”|
|We drove out to Cape Cod one afternoon because I wanted to actually touch and experience the Atlantic Ocean. I looked toward the west, the sun was setting. Toward the East the moon was rising. I know this occurs everywhere, but it seemed odd to see it there simultanously. Kind of cool don’t you think?|
|After our meeting at Harvard,(it’s fun to say like a Kennedy) we walked around campus. We both love books and at every bookstore we wanted to stop and discover any hidden treasures we could find. We went to one of the campus libraries and, as I walked around their special collection of Samuel Johnson’s first English dictionaries, I was grateful for the dim lights to hide my tears brimming my eyes. It was so beautiful and inspiring and unfortunately, I was told picture taking is forbidden. My Iphone was in my pocket ready and waiting for the kind man who showed us around to leave the room. He did not leave without me. Now where is the trust in this world? You will have to try to imagine how fantastic it was. Sorry.|
|I like this picture of me because I think my butt looks cute in my new cords and you can’t really tell it is me. Let’s be honest. It has been like 4 years since I thought anything about me is cute! I know it is the angle and all, but what the heck. I walked through this pilgrim village and walked off the trail (of course) and found the henhouse. There were these cute newborn chicks inside. It also was stinky! Loved this village and was impressed that all the villagers tried really hard to stay in settler character. Sometimes it was difficult to understand what they said.|
|We worked really hard while we were there. I don’t know, but it seems like I fatigued more easily. I was also hot! Bad choice of clothes and hot flashes didn’t help, but I was too cheap to go buy a t-shirt to get through the trip. Was glad to sit and just….sit.
Now we are home feeling overwhelmed with the amount of work ahead of us. I think I will take the weekend and just breathe a bit. Breathing is good regardless if one looks cute or not!