P Day

Doesn't the P stand for Plymouth??? This week it did. The only regular interaction we have with the missionaries is inspecting their apartments, since we're not assigned to a ward. We have 5 sets of missionaries and we see them about every 6 weeks. Sometimes they call us to come with them when they teach so we see them more often. The last month we got into some discussions about seeing some of the sites they hadn't had a chance to see...and that included Plymouth. Our new mission President is quite liberal about the missionaries seeing the sites so he was delighted when we asked if it was OK to take 4 of them to Plymouth. Monday is the mission P day, whereas our P day is any day.......this week, EVERY day is P day as we have NOTHING in the employment area. Anyway, on the hottest day of the summer we took off for the ocean, thinking that we would get some ocean breezes to cool us off. THAT was a mistaken idea. Mid 90's with humidity to match and hardly a leaf stirring. But I had my trusting hand held fan which was the ONLY saving grace for me.

This is a model of the Mayflower. It's really a small ship and amazing to think 32 families plus crew made the trip.


The families on the Mayflower were actually from Leiden Holland and wanted to settle were they could live their religion.


The rigging on the Mayflower




Here's dad boarding the ship

Those travelers must have been really short. Here's two of the missionaries who don't fit very well on the beds.


And, OHHH, did those beds look hard and uncomfortable...


I felt soooo sorry for these two ladies, dressed like this on such a hot day!!


Living quarters.



The dining spot.



Crew quarters.

This replica of the Mayflower sailed from England to Plymouth in 1957 with a crew and sails.....no engine. It took 55 days. Makes me seasick just thinking about it!!

Here's the Massachusetts version of "The Rock"





Then, about 3 miles down the road we came to Plimouth Plantation. Sure made us appreciate being on the earth in the late 1900's an 2000's!!! The Wampanoag Indian Village is staffed by the real descendants of the Wampanoag tribes that ate Thanksgiving dinner with the Pilgrims. And the Plimouth Village of the 1620's had only 30 families living there.















And of course the missionaries needed to stick their fingers in the Atlantic Ocean!!



Last night we drove over to the Wayside Inn, which is famous in Longfellow writings. The fife and drum corps was supposed to be playing but I think most of them were on vacation. We did hear some fifing but finally the bugs got the best of us.....





So there are some pictures of the Wayside Inn and the Grist Mill. What it lacked in fifing, it made up for in the sheer beauty of the place. The trees had to be as old or older than the Inn!!

Stay tune for more adventures!!