Plimoth Plantations day trip
Our family went on our day trip to Plimoth Plantations. It was definitely a rare glimpse into 17th century New England, whom held to sound doctrine and piety, whom God used mightily. Here are some photos: Up;on arrival at around 11:00 AM, we immediately noticed the scores of school children on their field trips. We sat and began to watch a short movie in the theatre, which they encourage you to view before entering the Plantation. I'll describe a bit more about it later. On to the colonial village. We stopped by various homes, including Gov. Bradford's. Some were empty, and a real Geneva Bible was present on the shelf,in at least two of the homes we entered. Upon walking down the dirt road, we went over to a colonial woman with her Geneva Bible on her lap. We must keep in mind that they are "interpreters" not genuine Pilgrims, although their realistic depiction make one almost forget that. My friend told her I was a Pastor, and in true interpretive form, she seemed sad when, after she asked if I was staying, I told her I was just passing through. History tells us that their Pastor, John Robinson, died two years or so before the depicted time (1627), and they needed one. My digital camera battery failed just as I was snapping her photo, so it is not included in the gallery. We walked through the gift shops and noticed the extremely high prices of the souvenirs (likely necessary because of costs to maintain upkeep). We resisted the impulse, but noticed the notice posted on the glass door that there would be a time of Puritan worship at 2:30 PM in their fort, which they used to worship in. We grabbed some lunch (also high-priced), we arrived at 2:30 and some curious tourists joined us. Then, "William Brewster" the colonists' ruling elder, came in and, instead of mounting the pulpit, sat down in a small chair with a table, and gave us example of what mid-week worship was like. He taught us a response singing of Psalm 100 (to the tune of the doxology) and gave a thum