Sure we had taken numerous school trips here, family trips, trips in my dreams etc, but it was time to return. A while ago I did a little post on cool things that freaked me out and one of those things was the Salem Witch Museum. Thanks to Emmy and I's bad planning skills however, we really only saw...The Salem Witch Museum. I mean, we walked around and stuff but we didn't really do that much. We saw some cool things, including a very scary man dressed up as either Count Orlok or Mr. Barlow (Hard to tell these days, all though he was a bit blue tinged so I'll guess the latter) and we also saw an albino child and a man wearing a skirt. Well okay the albino child and the kid wearing the skirt was actually at the train station in Boston, so that doesn't count.
Anyways enjoy this lovely photo journal of me and Emmy's trip.
Starting off the trip with a classy pic in front of the glorious fountain at our apartment.
Just proving that I'm not a scared-y cat anymore is all.
I can think of few better books to read while waiting to board the train.
The majestic statue of Roger Conant--the founder of Salem!
Columbus Day was probably not the greatest choice for spending our dayaway in Salem. Place was packed! We got tickets for the 3:30 show of the Salem Witch Museum, which left us with 2 hours or so to kill...
Next we headed off to The House of the Seven Gables. Which we should have gone into but the price was daunting. Of course Emmy Doomas let me know AFTER that she would have just paid it. Well jeesh!
We snuck around the back instead and this was all we could see.
We did not go here, but I do love how everything gets a special witch shout out in Salem. Even though there were no witches...just crazy girls.
I saw this lass tied up to a telephone pole and decided she was amazing.
I tried to make Emmy grab her teat but she got embarrassed.
Naturally I couldn't let an idea like that go to waste. Notice the family behind me. I waited till they passed before embarking on my naughtiness.
At the Salem Witch Trials Memorial, where the peeps hung got special benches to commemorate their lives. Here I sit on the bench of my late friend John Proctor.
God, I miss him.
Then we found a creepy crucifix stuck in the stones behind me. LEAVE JESUS OUT OF THIS!
Why is this sideways? I already rotated it. Grr well you will have to turn your head to the side to see the wonderful statue of Samantha from Bewitched. Which was not set in Salem...what are you doing here Samantha??!
And here is the "Witch's House" titled such because it is apparently the only building with direct ties to the Salem Witch Trials, tis the home of Judge Jonathan Corwin.
At this point our 2 hours had passed, and Emily and I finally got to go inside the Witch Museum, which was just as creepy as I had imagined. The wax figures especially do so much to really, really make me feel yucky. Some of them are in prime condition and others look like their faces melted on a very hot day. Odd really. The scariest part about the Museum though was that the guy in front of me that smelled like stinky cheese--oh and the DEVIL in the museum presentation. His eyes glow red and the man that narrates says scary things about evil and him coming to get us---or something.
After the museum we headed off to the Tavern at the Hawthorne Hotel and grabbed some dinner, then said goodbye to the cute little seaside town. While we didn't see a whole lot, it still made me feel all warm and cozy. So many cool little shops, and weird people that think they are witches running around. We did get to see where they filmed the one scene from Hocus Pocus though and that was exciting for me. I also saw some cute dogs. And a baby. All in all a fun little day-cation that seemed like the perfect way to ring in the start of the birthday celebrations! Oh and I'm raising my future family here whenever THAT happens.
