PLYMOUTH CROCK

I drive about 1 hour to the east today into Massachusetts to the historic ville of Plymouth. Let me just say that The Plymouth Rock is one of the most over-dramaticized objects in the world. It's a gray stone perhaps 5ft in diameter (measurement is a bit hard to tell for many reasons both physical and psychological) that is housed in a little fenced-off area with a columned structure protecting it from the elements. Honestly, the rock which marks Jack London's resting place in Sonoma makes The Plymouth Rock look like a pebble. What the hell am I doing here? It's obvious I need to go home if I'm driving around looking at rocks.