it may be october, but it's always haunted here

     after leaving boston, it was not a far drive to salem, massachusetts.  based on a recommendation from jenn for a reputable tarot reader, i went to visit rick.  now i would say that in general i'm not one to search out various fortune or life path tellers, but i have always found the art of it interesting...i just never can tell who's a hoax or what, and then maybe what really the difference is.  but any who.

     i was told some personalish things, but what i really took from it was the recommendation to start my own business, that i could of gone into hand modeling, that i'm doing something good not only for myself but for the people that i run into through my road trip, and that i will be returning to where i came from [ now living or born? ].  afterwards, i did a little bit of walking around.  the streets lined with artist, artisian workers, and costumes.  and lucky for me, i was there just two weeks before halloween so the city was brimming with spirit [ and i don't mean steaming pots brimming or spirits roaming about.  or perhaps they were, but i just don't read life that way...haven't tapped into my para-normal ].  i didn't really spend much time because it was so busy and i didn't want to wait around to take the witch trial tours or haunted house hoop-la. though,  i did enjoy taking pictures of the houses all dressed up and this little beauty:

  i've never seen a state so concerned, and rightly so, for the various abilities of the citizens of the community.  with a rain cloud in the sky and drops hitting the streets, it was just the right amount of atmosphere and history to illicit a romantic feeling about the town and thus the desire for a return trip.  i guess i was just feeling a little anxious to spend some extra time with jenn and probably, mainly, being by myself for the first time in over a couple of weeks, i didn't quite have my adventure shoes on.  i mean, i was dressed properly, but i had regained my tentative nature about solo tripping that i had overcome already once in the trip.  but here we are back at square one, but really somewhere around mile 12,000.
     getting into rhode island, providence specifically, jenn and i headed out dinner at a mediterranian/mexican mix complete with sangaria!  there was a nice walk home from the restaurant and some tiramisu to ensure that we have the proper sugar plum fairies dancing in our head for a sound night's sleep.

     the next day, i was to have the honor of jenn's company all day long!  and we started out right with a trip to the gym to get our bodies into tip-top shape.  throughout the rest of the day she was going to treat me to the sights and legends along the road from providence to the shore of cape cod.  next stop was not the house [ and now inn where you can spend a night in the actual bloody memory murder, and there's a wait to get into that, room ] but instead to the accused's gravesite...lizzie borden.  there were arrows painted on the car travel roads to make it easier to find, but why travel the road most, well traveled.  we instead snuck in the back way and then walked around for awhile.  after leaving we made our way to mattapoiset, ma to visit a HUGE seahorse.  photo op!  we then made our way east, heave-ho...

and of course had to be funny and stop for a sandwich in sandwich.  yes that's right, we enjoyed a delicious seafood sandwich just minutes from the water, amongst the trees and historic new england at the sandwich, ma sign.  tee hee.  we made an additional stop at the salt pond visitors center and learned a little about local wild-life before moving on to the marconi station site.  it was interesting when we visited, but it was even more so after reading 'thunderstuck' by erik larson and the tale of marconi and the beginning of wireless communication.  i mean, how different would our world be right now if he hadn't of been a fanatic in the early 1900's?

we ended up in provincetown, which is where you end up when taking highway 6 out to the cape because that's where the land runs into the ocean...and i don't know about you, but that's not anywhere were jenn and i are willing to try to drive a car.  walked around a little bit as the night and evening chill feel upon us, and then much like many towns on the west, the beach towns of the east tend to be quiet during the fall months and much more heavily populated during the summer ones.  though provincetown is different, perhaps, than other beach towns in that it has a grand homo-sexual population and visitor base.  so we grabbed dinner at the post office cafe, background music compliments of lady gaga and two days before the 'naked boys singing' review.  darn on you opportunities missed.  finished dinner, headed back home to providence, rhode island.

the next day consisted of jenn getting some work done and me catching up on my some sleeping, blogging, journaling, and laundry.  that night was awesome because jenn's work, the roger williams zoo is home to the east coast's largest jack-o-lantern spectacular.  all designed and hand cut by a single family, they are true works of art.  really, its beautiful. 












the night got finished off with a band concert of an artist that neither of us had really heard of, but ended up that both loved to dance too and wanted to add to our at home music librarys.  i love sharing music with jenn, i mean really love it with everybody, but i guess because we don't get to live near each other its nice to have something that i can listen to and remember that we shared it the same place. 

random aside, but to conclude, the night finished there...