Before we left, Brian and I talked about whether or not we should pack the camera. We went back and forth, and when we got to Massachusetts and the camera wasn't in my bag, I figured we'd decided against it, after all. Then, three days before we were set to go home, I found the camera in Brian's backpack. So this is the first picture I took of our trip, one week in. You'll just have to imagine all the fun that came before.
While we were in North Carolina, we visited Old Salem, a Moravian settlement that's been restored into a hybrid living museum/posh neighborhood.
It was one of my favorite places to visit as a kid.
The houses are all really cool and old, and you can still see the numbers that they carved into the beams as they were making the houses. It was kind of like a proto-Ikea: they assembled everything in one place, then put it together as a community, clip clap clop, just like that.
Anyway, it was fun, and a little humbling to simultaneously revisit my own past and that of this long ago community, to sit with their well made buildings and books and furniture, and think about my frivolous and largely idle life.
Plus, I saw a really cool bug. You can't really see it in that photo, but I promise that it's there.
