Sadly, all my pics are on my camera and I forgot the cable at home to upload them to the computer. So I’ll just give you a brief summary of my day with this pic from last summer.
I started with a trip to Red’s Sandwich Shop rated #1 restaurant in Salem based on popularity. I had a bottomless cup of coffee and a kielbasa and cheddar omelette with potatoes and buttered raisin toast. DELICIOUSNESS SQUARED. And under $10. I had to pick up a hoodie as a souvenir.
Then I went to the Visitor Center. Next I headed to the Peabody Essex Museum. I cannot remember ever enjoying a museum in NYC as much. Firstly, this museum has numerous galleries with eclectic art so something will appeal to everyone. It wasn’t crowded so I could wander and be drawn to different pieces at my own pace.
So many pieces generated a reaction or a sensation. It’s been a while since art effected me. Most of it leaves me impressed or unaffected.
I haven’t done a museum alone and had such a thought-provoking enlightening time since I was at a Smithsonian back in 1998! Damn. 12 years. They also had an exhibit on Gu Gong (The Forbidden City), which reminded me of my summer trip to Beijing in 1998. I toured Gu Gong the same day President Clinton did. Kismet.
It brought back amazing memories of who I was then and reminded me of who I want to be now. Randomly, Chinese tourists are staying in my hotel and I’ve been eavesdropping on their conversations all the time. No one ever thinks blondes can speak Chinese.
It weird because things seem to be converging or at least triggering a sense of meant to be. Does that make sense? Like I feel as though everything is happening for a reason and it is all meant to bring me to a better place with myself.
I ended my outing at the Salem Witch Memorial where there is a bench for each person persecuted and put to death during the Salem Witchcraft Trials of 1692. A poignant and somber site. But something that should not be forgotten.
Okay enough of the spiritual stuff.
Onto the food. I had a tasty maple mustard glazed salmon with green beans and fingerling potatoes for dinner at the Tavern where I read 60 pages of Jennie Bentley’s Fatal Fixer-Upper. I love her writing. My eyes devour it and my mind savors it. Glad to have time to read it.
And I finished edits to Ch. 12 of the YA book and read another Margie Lawson lecture on dialogue cues.