BOSTON TRIP - DAY 9

 Since Plymouth was celebrating the 4th of July a day late, we were just in time for the festivities... and the crowds. We got an early start and headed to Plimouth Plantation where a small village was rebuilt where the early settlers would have made their first homes. They had re-enactments with people who played the parts of the pilgrims. We were able to tour the small homes and the kids were able to play games and take part in a march. We learned how the Indians would make their wood boats out of large logs as well as clothing out of animal skins. The kids were able to grind corn to make corn meal. The weather was finally a perfect temperature after having days of heat and days of cold. Dad made friends with the golf cart driver and was able to hitch a ride back to the car. After eating lunch at the village, we wanted to travel to Cape Cod where Noelle heard they had some 4th of July Celebrations. Along the way, we found some large Sand dunes where the kids wanted to get out and run around. Noelle wasn't sold on the idea until her kids jumped out of the car and started running out with our kids. There was miles and miles of  sand. They made sand angels, wrote messages, raced and tumbled in the sand. Janson was creative on ridding Makai of all the sand by tipping him upside down. The memories made were well worth the mess. We then arrived in Province Town which is the very tail of Cape Cod. Once we arrived, we realized that it would be a very quick visit when we started looking around. We saw many Gays walking the streets with very little clothing. It was an unplanned lesson the kids received about the world we live in. We thought it must be a Gay festival, but we quickly found that Provincetown is the vacation spot known throughout the world for Gays. Normally it wouldn't bother us, but the little clothing and their actions were quite shocking. Grandpa couldn't understand why we wanted to leave so quickly. Dad and Skyler ordered some fish and chips and the rest of us quickly ate some gelato from a nearby shop. We had the conversation in the car as we left that we love everyone, but don't have to agree with their actions. It was a first and last time we would be visiting Cape Cod. On the way back to Plymouth we stopped for a bite to eat. We realized food prices were extremely high priced for what you get. Grandma ordered the blackened shrimp which was a $20 plate only to be disappointed that she only received 4 shrimp that were over cooked. We learned our lesson. We ended on a high note though, the fireworks were just starting as we arrived in Plymouth. It was fun to see them light over the bay where the first settlers landed. Definitely a memory to last a lifetime.