I know I'm jumping ahead in chronicling my trip and skipping my time in Pennsylvania and New York but I'll catch up with those states again upon my return to LA next week, so it can wait. For now I want to share the fun and beauty of my days in New England, for all intents and purposes, the oldest part of America.
Of course, the day I arrived in Providence from New York, July 19, was the hottest day of the year but as it was wicked hot all across the country on my trip(that infernal humidity was seemingly everywhere!), why should New England be any different? Once I was settled into my room