On my birthday, my lovely friend handed me a birthday card and said, "You've had a birthday month."
It is so true, and so lovely.
Birthday dinners, evenings out with friends, cards and gifts arriving (two words: bread machine), and the weekend before my birthday...a special day trip with the boy.
We don't have a car here in the city, so these outings are rare and cherished events.
Here are some shots from our day in Plymouth...
We were a little disappointed in Plymouth Rock itself. If you can imagine a big rock with "1620" engraved on it, you might as well skip it.
And of course, we couldn't commit to any of the many, many museums in town. We spent a big part of the day just walking along the water, enjoying the amazing views and salt air.
And of course, there were plenty of little shops and seafood restaurants. Plymouth is small and walkable and on an autumn Sunday, not at all touristy. It's worth a visit if you've never been.
We're considering a train trip up to Salem next...any recommendations for must-sees?