This beautiful ship was probably my favorite thing in Salem. I wasn't exactly keen on visiting Salem as I'm not into the idea that the whole town is associated with the witch trials. I'm fascinated with the history, and I love a good horror themed museum, but it was a little much for me. Perhaps I wasn't in the right frame of mind. It was such a beautiful town, it seems a shame that the residents have to deal with the witch trials forever. We visited the House of the Seven Gables and did the tourist thing. We also popped into the Peabody Essex Museum, which was pretty nice, they had a Man Ray exhibition on, which was interesting I guess. (you know sometimes you find out too much about an artist and they lose their appeal a little?)
|The fog of Boston|
In what seemed like seconds, we were out of the suburbs of Boston and in Marblehead. I think Boston has sprawled so much that they are now joined. But Marblehead is still a quaint seaside town, and you would never know that you are so close to Boston and Salem. The picture above was the view from our porch. Such a peaceful and beautiful place, and a little eerie.
After a delicious dinner, C took me up to Old Burial Hill and we ate our pie in the gazebo overlooking the town. The cemetery here is so old, and the headstones jut out at all angles. It's quite a relaxing place. This was another location written about by Lovecraft in his story The Festival, which you can read online for free :)
The houses in Marblehead are so fascinating. There are many that seem jammed together, and others standing in the middle of a street (really!) It's like the houses were there forever and everything grew around them in the strangest ways. It was (is!) a beautiful place.
As you can see, the rainy weather continued, but it was so lovely.