Vannozzi's in Plymouth, MA

We headed south from Gloucester to Plymouth, skirting Boston on the interstates. The interstates around Boston are not quite as kind and friendly as the rural New York interstates, and when we were a little south of Boston I decided that I needed a nap, which was a good excuse to close my eyes so I didn’t have to watch the idiotic Boston drivers trying to side swipe us at every entrance and exit ramp. I’m generally not a chicken, but people who are too stupid to either brake or accelerate to get out of our way when we have limited braking and acceleration with our elderly, heavily loaded truck and trailer, scare the snot right out of me.

Despite a few gasps and gray hairs, we made it to Plymouth and found Vannozzi’s “new” house. Parts of the gorgeous ocean-view house are about 250 years old, so it’s not new from that perspective, and Vannozzi’s have lived in it for about two years now, so it’s not new from that perspective either, but this is the first time in the past two years that Tom and I have been able to get to Plymouth to see it. I don’t think the house has changed too much in the two years since we’ve seen Vannozzis – who made the purchase offer on the house while they were visiting us in Canadice – but their three kids had certainly grown in the few years since we’ve seen them. Tony had to go off to work, Christopher made a delicious dinner, and Emily played cards with Sarah and me, beating both of us enough to let us know that we weren’t playing with a kid.



We got up the next morning and took another ocean-front stroll, and walked from Vannozzi’s house in the northern part of Plymouth into the historic section of town where the Mayflower replica is docked, to the famous Plymouth Rock. If you haven’t seen it, the rock is a bit of a letdown. We’d seen it before on our Vannozzi visits, and it hadn’t grown any since the last time we saw it, but at least we could say we saw it at the appropriate time of year.

We got back to Vannozzi’s, ate breakfast and showered, and used Tony’s photographic talents to get a picture of us in front of the truck prior to our departure.

Tony on the lens side of the camera