Plymouth Rock

This is random, but as we were making dinner last night we looked out and saw this HUGE ship going by our window. I kid you not, this is the largest ship I have ever seen. I'm still not sure what it was. It was cool, though.
This morning was Boston's Race for the Cure breast cancer walk. We thought of you, Meg Lewis. (A quick update: our friend Meg has now been cancer-free for 18 months! Woot! She's a rockstar and God is good!)
Today we ventured down to Plymouth, Massachusetts because we just could not imagine living here for one more day without seeing the landing place of the pilgrims. Ok, so that's not true. Jackson had been craving nachos from Moe's Southwest Grill and the closest location to us is down in Plymouth. I figured while we were there, we might as well stop and see the rock. There it is.
They have the rock behind metal bars as too many people were trying to chisel off pieces to take as souvenirs. Honestly. I know. Idiots. It was not all of that exciting, but whatever. We saw it.
We got a real kick out of making jokes about being where the pilgrims had been. When we were at a stop light in town I joked that pilgrims had been stuck at this very light, too. It was funny to us.
The Mayflower II- a supposed exact replica. There was a charge to go onboard so we skipped that part of it.
It was not the prettiest boat I'd ever seen, but it was large.
Near the Mayflower II was this little breeding ground for jellyfish. Isn't that creepy?! If you've seen the movie "Seven Pounds" then you know why this was so weird for me. I kept wanting Jackson to put his finger in the water. He didn't. Wimp.
From Plymouth we headed down to the beach. The water was freezing. The beach was mostly empty even though it was a 90 degree day so we enjoyed that.
I love the Cape Cod style of homes built all along the beach. It looks like a Nicholas Sparks scene to me.
Jackson enjoying a little time at the beach. I think we both got a little sun today.

We are officially weird, by the way. Today while eating at Moe's, we spotted a Wal-Mart. There are simply not Wal-Marts (or decent Targets for that matter) in Boston. We were so excited to go do our grocery shopping there as it is so much cheaper than going to the small stores in the city. That's right, folks, I was excited to see a Wal-Mart. Someone please help me. That's just sad.

On a final note of the evening, do you remember how my car was supposedly all messed up according to the Audi dealership here in town? Jackson took my car to another place to be inspected and it was FINE! They tried to scam us out of <$1,000 for absolutely nothing. Pigs. I'm so glad that we didn't fall for their tricks!