Everybody Rock Your Body

Rock your body right. (States of Snark is back, alright!)  Disclaimer:  I had a super 90s outfit on today, and we heard a lot of 90s music on our adventures.

Hiiiiiii!  So despite having "sprung ahead" (sprang ahead?) today into Daylight Savings' time, your pals at States of Snark decided to go back, to the future!  J/K, we decided to go back to the past aka Plimoth plantation, but when we got there, Lizzie parked in a less than "in the lines" sort of way, and an angry man came out of a hut and yelled at us because they don't open until next week. 

Never ones to be deterred by poor planning, we drove north until we found something interesting: Nantasket Beach.   Nantasket Beach is part of the town of Hull, which is a peninsula, and I like to say peninsula.  Peninsula.  During high tide, the beach completely disappears and people sit on their cars waiting for the tide to go back out.  Since it is freezing, this time people mostly sat in their cars and smoked.  The people watching here is always spectacular, no matter what the season.

Nantasket for a long time was home to Paragon park, an amusement park which closed in 1984.  Notable guests include my Dad, and my Aunt and their friends.  All that remains of the park are the carousel and the arcade, but you can see some great pictures and an old commercial here Paragon Park Memories. I am going to look through it later to see if I can find any pictures of my Dad scaring his sister on the "Kooky Kastle," a so called "horror-themed dark ride" (Thanks, Wikipedia!). 

With Paragon park being gone, and with it being 39 degrees out, the biggest attraction there today (other than people watching) was metal detecting.  We saw oodles of folks combing the beach for King Triton's nipple ring amongst the stones that were tossed up during last week's nor'easter.  Seriously there were rocks everywhere--anyone stupid enough to hang out on the boardwalk during the storm got stoned in the non "let's eat cheetos and listen to Pink Floyd" way.