After we left Boston,
we were due in Philadelphia
But since towns were so close together,
we figured we could do a quick detour north
to visit Salem.
It was a somewhat pretty drive.
The houses in the towns
were my idea of gorgeous.
Although I wouldn’t want to live quite so close to my neighbours.
The areas between towns weren’t quite as pretty
and there were much less forest areas
than we had seen between New York and Boston.
Salem was a quaint little place though.
And I do mean little.
There’s not a whole lot to do there.
I loved their houses
…made even prettier with the snow.
Their city centre was small
but kind of cute.
Other parts of it were a tad creepy looking.
Everywhere you looked,
there were reminders of what made it famous.
Do you recognise this witch?
I believe her name was Samantha.
But this was my favourite
(I snap this terrible shot out the window of our moving car).
– The Salem Screamery!
What a scream!
And to go with the theme of witches and creepy,
it was rainy and slushy and cold.
Our destination in Salem
was the Salem Witch Museum.
You don’t come to Salem if you aren’t interested in the Salem Witch Trials.
It’s actually a fascinating piece of history
that has very little to do with witchcraft
and more to do with hysteria and scapegoating.
Definitely something you should read more about.
Or watch “The Crucible” movie.
The Salem Witch Museum was small
and to my horror didn’t allow photography.
(I hate that! Especially when I can see no reason for the prohibition.)
Inside, while we waited for our turn to enter the museum,
I struck up a conversation with a homeless man
(you can see him in the background).
We were standing together looking at brochures
when he asked where we were from.
The camera dangling around my neck
always gave us away as tourists.
And as soon as you say, “Australia”
the Americans would engage us in conversations
about kangaroos or Steve Irwin.
Anyway, it turned out that this poor fellow
was just pretending to look through the brochures
so he had a reason to stand inside in the warm.
He was such a nice man and even recommended some places to visit.
Eventually it was our turn to enter the museum.
The highlight of the Salem Witch Museum
is their animatronics presentation
that tells the story of Salem and the witch trials.
It’s quite well done
and a good introductory account of the story.
From there you are led through the ‘museum’ part of the building,
which I must say was fairly pathetic
and more about ‘witches’ today
than what happened in Salem.
And there was almost nothing that made it a ‘museum’.
The only artifact that we saw was
a piece of wood which was one of the original beams
from the dungeon where the accused ‘witches’ were kept.
The store AFTER the museum was more interesting
than the museum part of the tour.
There were all manner of books about that period of history,
although they didn’t have the one I wanted
so I went home empty handed. 😦
I ignored the whole section of the store
related to witchy items,
which of course was the biggest section.
So that was our hour or so in Salem.
I’m kind of glad we went,
although if we hadn’t,
we wouldn’t have missed much.