Last night we attended Cry Innocent, which is a short play reenacting the trial of Bridget Bishop, who was found guilty of witchcraft in 1692. The play was held in the Old Town Hall, a beautiful building ornate with period details.
It was fun being back in Salem. Now that we’ve moved, I see Salem in a different light. I don’t remember it being as hectic. Walking through the streets, it felt like I was in Disney World fighting my way to the next attraction.
Also, no longer living amid Salem’s happenings, we had to find parking, which was an event all into itself. Living in the capital of Halloween use to have its perks — prime parking being one of them.
Like Bridget, I’ve been found guilty — guilty of a need for change.
And soon we’ll be embarking on a new adventure.