Thursday, August 7, 2014

My Trip: Day 2

Day 2 was a busy one, as were pretty much all the rest of the days of my trip.

I got up early and Megan and I were out the door by 8 am.  Megan made me a smoothie and a snack bag to go.  What a good friend!
Then she dropped me off at Enterprise so I could rent a car.  This is what I was given:
I got the tiny roller skate of a car because the awesome car (I think they really only had 2 available) was given to a couple in their 60's.  That's reverse ageism.
After I got my teeny tiny car I drove 15 feet to a restaurant right next door.  I ordered and ate the worst waffle to have ever been waffled in the history of breakfast cakes while I figured out something to do on my way to New Hampshire. 
I finally decided to visit Concord.  I've always wanted to go there and I only had to drive about 9 miles out of my way (each direction) in order to get there.  Per Wikipedia, Concord is notable for playing a significant role in American History and literature.
History Lesson (blatantly cut and pasted from Wikipedia):
The Battle of Lexington and Concord was the initial conflict in the American Revolutionary War. On April 19, 1775, a force of British Army regulars marched from Boston to Concord to capture a cache of arms that was reportedly stored in the town. Forewarned by Paul Revere and other messengers, the colonists mustered in opposition. Following an early-morning skirmish at Lexington, where the first shots of the battle were fired, the British expedition under the command of Lt. Col. Francis Smith advanced to Concord. There, colonists from Concord and surrounding towns (notably a highly drilled company from Acton led by Isaac Davis) repulsed a British detachment at the Old North Bridge and forced the British troops to retreat.[8] Subsequently, militia arriving from across the region harried the British troops on their return to Boston, culminating in the Siege of Boston and outbreak of the war.
Literary History Lesson (again, Wikipedia):
Concord also has a remarkably rich literary history centered in the mid-nineteenth century around Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882), who moved to the town in 1835 and quickly became its most prominent citizen.[12] Emerson, a successful lecturer and philosopher, had deep roots in the town: his father Rev. William Emerson (1769–1811) grew up in Concord before becoming an eminent Boston minister, and his grandfather, William Emerson Sr., witnessed the battle at the North Bridge from his house, and later became a chaplain in the Continental Army.[13] Emerson was at the center of a group of like-minded Transcendentalists living in Concord.[14] Among them were the author Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804–1864) and the philosopher Bronson Alcott (1799–1888), the father of Louisa May Alcott (1832–1888). A native Concordian, Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862), was another notable member of Emerson's circle. This substantial collection of literary talent in one small town led Henry James to dub Concord "the biggest little place in America."
The first place I stopped was the Concord Museum.

For $10 I got to see a wonderful little slice of American history.

This is a reproduction of Ralph Waldo Emerson's study. 

I loved these little mugs,
And I loved them more when I read that in 1800 people started viewing childhood as a separate developmental stage.

After the museum I headed over to the Sleepy Hollow Cemetary, where amongst thousands of other people, the famous Concord authors are buried.


I thought the gravestones of the wife and daughter of Emerson were really nice.

It's hard to see but this is the grave site of the Hawthorne family.

Once I left the cemetary I felt like I needed a little caffeine pick me up so I looked up Dunkin Donuts on my phone.  This is what I love about Massachusetts: there were 7 locations within 4 miles. 
With my iced coffee in the tiny cup holder of my tiny car I headed to New Hampshire.  I got to my cousin's house, unpacked my stuff and then we went to lunch in downtown Manchester.  After lunch we went to a bakery across the street and had a yummy dessert.
Then I had to race back to Nashua for the wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner.

Cathy and Mike gave every person that participated in the wedding a personal, individualized gift.  I got a pig spatula, a pig magnet and a gift card to Kohls.  Cathy certainly does know me. 
After the dinner I went back to Cathy's house.  She's been waiting 4 years to show it to me and I've been waiting 4 years to see it.
I also got a sneak peek of the dress!
And saw some familiar faces on the freezer.
Then, the best of part of the night, Cathy opened her wedding present.  I had already prepared her that this was going to happen and had her notify Mike that he need not be present for the present.
I got them the wedding anniversary memory book that I have blogged about in the past, but am too lazy to look for a link to right now.
They also got a beautiful "Our First Christmas" ornament,
and a set of 12 "bride's" Christmas ornaments.  I bought about 20 of these sets in 2002 and have been giving them as wedding gifts ever since.  Cathy and Mike got the very last set.
Even though we were having a fantastic time I forced myself to leave so that Cathy could get a good night's sleep before her wedding day.  Then I headed back to Manchester and paid the 3rd toll of the day at the same toll booth. 
Up next:  the wedding of course!


Megan said...

Was it marty's kitchen that had the terrible waffle? Their food isnusually good but you have to order something greasy.

Cat said...

I feel like a celebrity to be such a prominent feature it this blog post. :-)

Cat said...

in not it

Sherry said...

I love that little history lesson! You probably know I am little bit of a history enthusiast. And oh, the joys of just getting to leisurely stroll through a museum and actually read and learn something instead of keeping up with two wild kids while trying to teach them something. ;-) Sounds like you and Cathy are both pretty good gift givers!