This weekend’s travel brought us to Plymouth, Mass. We stayed with friends, who were very gracious to open their home to us. We arrived there after a long day of travel, then a visit and shopping with our daughter, then the drive into Pilgrim country. As a result of all that busy-ness, I never had a chance to write my blog yesterday. So, I’m glad to be able to write today. This morning we were anxious to visit some very historic places for which Plymouth is famous. We started at Plymouth Rock, which our friend had mentioned was obviously not THE original rock. But it is sheltered under a fancy structure that makes one feel as though it is an historically significant rock. It was a chilly, rainy morning, and there were still a lot of tourists walking around. From there, we walked the short distance to the Mayflower II. It looked so small to have made such a long trip across hostile seas. I don’t think I could have taken that trip back in the day. We enjoyed the views of the water and the boats in the harbor before heading back to Alyssa’s school for her game. And, I could not stop thinking about how delicious a Thanksgiving dinner would be for lunch the entire trip back.