mshollie has been better about posting about our trip than I, despite the fact she's been busy pagenting, photographing, and webmastering the last 3 evenings.
Our hotel is in an area of modern generic off-Interstate-Highway America, but as it's in an example of such with a Panera rather than just a McDonald's we're not suffering.
Wednesday we had an excellent day in Providence. We drove in the morning to a light rain and drove around town and went into the Rhode Island State House. We met Kerri for lunch at Paragon on Thayer Street. Afterwards to the
RISD museum, a teaching museum with some very fine collections. Afterwards we took look around Prospect Park before meeting Jacob at
Coffee Exchange. Jacob took us on a walking tour of historic and wacky sights around downtown Providence and some good beer at
Trinity Brewhouse.
Thursday we looked around the town of New Bedford, which was the world's busiest whaling port in the early 19th century -- yes, the seaman's church really does have an altar shaped like a ship's prow.
Yesterday back to Providence to eat Italian lunch at
Venda Ravioli and look around the Federal Hill District. We got some pastries to go at
Pastiche before heading back.
Today Hollie decided to stay at the hotel and "power nap" in the afternoon. I went over to Fall River, where I visited the historic society museum, in an impressive early 19th century mansion. I was interested in the art and architecture. Everyone else taking the tour was conversant with all the details of the
Lizzie Borden case. The museum has a room dedicated to the Borden murders, advertised as "The World's Largest Lizzie Borden Exhibit". The Borden fans probably would have spent the rest of the day in the room discussing the case, but the tour guide eventually pushed the group on. (One hundred and ten years from now, will groups of tourists be debating the details of a late 20th century case at an O. J. Simpson museum?) The museum shop had some strange bottled soft drinks; I had a "Dandelion & Burdock" ginger drink which didn't taste as unusual as it sounded.
Hollie is at the big final night of the Miss Mass Pagent now.
Tomorrow we head on to Cambridge.