Archive for April, 2012
Apparently we like to bike around old towns to celebrate getting married. For our honeymoon we went to Santa Fe, New Mexico. Now, for our first anniversary, we just went to Newport, Rhode Island.
And we really did party ON Rhode Island. RI was founded back in the 1600s as a Catholic colony backed by the king of England. The colony took its name from an island (which Newport was built on) even though it also included the mainland that surrounded it. The island was eventually renamed Aquidneck Island–probably its original name–to avoid confusion. Check out the rare east coast sunset over the ocean…
Newport is a very cool town. It claims to be one of the first resort towns in the US. It was a busy port city in the 18th century, but artists and rich folks found out about its beautiful coastline and came to build mansions and summer cottages starting in the mid 1800s. There’s an interesting contrast of small 1700s homes downtown and ginormous 1800s castles on the outskirts.
We stayed in a friendly little B&B right in town (below) where the hosts were sure that I was Jewish. But they cooked me an amazing meat lovers’ omelet (T got a veggie supreme with a side of bacon… Which became mine).
Friday evening was sunny and clear, but Saturday was strange. It was bright enough that we got sunburned, but a low fog hung around all day making things pretty mysterious. I like to think that Newport’s ghosts keep it that way all year long.
To make things easier for all of us, I’m just going to throw a bunch of pictures from our adventures below. Leave a comment if any of them get you curious enough to know what was going on. Our favorites: the windmill, getting lost in the fog, and the hobbit tunnel on the cliff walk. Enjoy!
Here in Massachusetts, the 3rd Monday of April is Patriot’s Day/Marathon Monday. It’s a state holiday that commemorates the first battle of the American revolution and the biggest marathon in the world. Since we’re leaving in August I wanted to make sure I experienced both local celebrations to the fullest.
First we’ll go to the Lexington Battle Green. British troops heard that revolutionaries were hiding weapons in Concord, so they went to put an end to the mischief (sorry if this is too basic, but we’re writing for an international audience here). A fellow with a fast horse named Paul Revere (the fellow, not the horse… they didn’t mention his horse’s name, although he/she was also very brave) took off warning the rebels almost all the way to Concord before getting arrested.
Lexington was on the way and the rebels waited for the British there, where a standoff that killed several revolutionaries happened at 6am. Every year they reenact it. They do a pretty impressive performance and this Canadian learned some interesting things. I take Paul Revere’s route on my bike to work, so it’s pretty cool to get an idea of what happened on his way and at that first battle. Pretty much everybody was involved behind the British’s backs. They had a very well networked group of revolutionaries.
The next famous battle reenacted on that Monday is a 26.2 mile foot race (I did see at least one barefoot runner). The Boston Marathon is also pretty old. I did some work from the Boston College library, right at the top of “heartbreak hill” and went out to watch at lunchtime. It was really inspiring to be there with thousands of locals cheering and thousands of athletes pushing up the hill at mile 20-something. I remember how much power I drew from cheering crowds during the St. George Marathon. Who knows… Maybe I’ll be back for Boston one day.
We’re not going to dwell on the past. A lot happened and nothing went on the blog. New jobs, new semesters, new moving plans… But rather than getting overwhelmed trying to catch up, we’re just going to pick up and restart nice and easy.
To begin maybe I’ll try writing a few posts about our neighborhood (or neighbourhood, depending where you’re from). I finally found a “new” bike, so we rode along the river to stake conference in Cambridge this afternoon. On the way back we stopped at Mt. Auburn Cemetery, about half a mile from home. It’s probably the most scenic cemetery we know of (and T’s been to a lot in her travels). Hope you enjoy the pictures–and come visit sometime so we can show you around!