|My hubby getting acclimated to Boston|
weather, while we wait for my sis to pick us up
at Logan Airport.
We went to celebrate a late Christmas with my family -- I'll never forget the look of surprise on my mother's face when she walked into my sister's spare bedroom and found us there! -- and I also seized the opportunity to visit New Bedford, the setting of Tempest's Course.
Behind every book is a stack of research, and sometimes a heroic spouse willing to go along for the ride.
Which C.J. did, a few days after Christmas, when we borrowed my sister's car and drove to New Bedford for the day.
Google can make planning trips to places you've never been a lot easier, so I went armed with my list of places to visit. That, and good gloves and scarves. The day was sunny, but temperatures that day only reached 32 degrees. Add that to a breeze coming off the harbor and it even made the locals shiver!
C.J. looked less than thrilled when I told him we were parking in the parking garage and walking a block to the historic district. We found it easily by the cobblestone streets, and warmed up with a visit to the New Bedford Whaling National Historic Park. He loves history as much as I do, so we immersed ourselves in New Bedford of the past while we thawed out.
Then we kept strolling through the historic district, taking photos of the Seaman's Bethel and other notable sites. I didn't go to the New England Whaling Museum, although the idea was tempting.
|This Cowboys fan wore a New England|
Patriots hat. This is how cold he was!
Finally, this merciful wife suggested we head back to the car and find the Rotch-Jones-Duff house.
"Does this mean we'll be indoors?" he asked.
I assured him that yes, we would be.
Hats off to my southern hubby and being such a good sport as his wife dragged him around in the cold, outside, in December, all for the sake of a book.