On Day 2 of our trip, we got back in the car and headed to Salem, home of the witch trials. We got lost after being in the car for like 5 minutes when we were trying to get to the freeway. Good thing Spencer's phone has internet, or we would have been in trouble. We quickly learned that roads in Boston aren't marked very clearly, which was frustrating because we could never tell if we were on the right road or not. My opinion of Salem didn't start off very well since it had lots of traffic and road construction, and it wasn't easy to navigate.

We started our day at the Salem Witch Museum. It was not at all what we were expecting: We sat in a big room, and there were different carved scenes portrayed up on the walls. Different scenes were lit up as the narrator described what they were depicting. Then we went into a different room where we learned about the perceptions of witches throughout history. It was all just kind of weird.
For lunch, we walked across the street for a picnic in Salem Commons. We made our sandwiches with bread, peanut butter, and jelly that we snatched from our hotel's continental breakfast- how's that for cheap?
After that we went to tour The House of Seven Gables. I thought there were some ties with this house and the witch trials, but it turns out the book Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote about the house dealt with them, not the house itself.

Sydney in the kid's area, steering the ship. The view from here overlooked the water, and it was absolutely beautiful.

The house had super low ceilings, a secret staircase, and a hidden passageway. Sydney was grumpy during the tour (probably had to do with not being able to walk around or touch anything), which also made it slightly painful for us.
So, overall we thought Salem was kind of a disappointment. Plus, we also got lost trying to get out of there....
Our next stop was Lexington, but anything worth seeing in there was overshadowed by Sydney's screaming. She had fallen asleep in the car, and we woke her up when we got out of the car at the visitor's center. So basically, we had an overtired, crying kid, and we just spent our 10 minutes in Lexington trying to console her.
We got back in the car and headed to Concord, which totally redeemed the other failures of the day. Despite my disdain for the book Walden (mandatory reading in high school), we decided to stop at Walden Pond to go swimming. We knew we needed to do something Sydney could enjoy too, and it was totally worth the trip. Our little grumpster was much happier after splashing in the water and playing in the sand.

Plus, the scenery was beautiful. That would be more obvious if I was any good at taking pictures.
The next thing that made us love Concord was a little restaurant called Helen's. It was just a local little cash-only place on Main Street that looked charming and was reasonably priced. And it turned out that it was completely delicious! Always nice to stumble upon gems like that.
After dinner, we went to the Old North Bridge on the Concord battleground.

Spencer & Sydney by the memorial with a few lines of Thoreau's hymn that coined the phrase "The shot heard 'round the world."

The battleground, with Spencer and Sydney (who's also saying "prayers") running up the path.
Again, the scenery was really pretty, especially as the sun was setting. Seeing the battlefield, I just couldn't help but think about the hugeness (couldn't think of a better word) of what these people were doing in revolting against England. Whenever I read stories about people standing up for themselves like that, I always wonder if I would have had the guts to do it too.

I hope this wasn't desecrating a historical landmark, but this tree on the path was just
begging to be climbed. Spencer got up there and I gave Sydney to him so I could take a picture, but she didn't really appreciate that.

I climbed up the other side and had Spencer take a few pics (senior portrait style) just for fun.
Just for the record, we got lost driving home too. Eventually we found signs to a familiar freeway and made our way back to the hotel. I swear we're not usually bad at finding our way around.