|From Plymouth we drove to the Lexington-Concord area, which is known as the place where the American Revolutionary war started. It is very near Boston, which of course was a hotbed of the rebellion. The British troops marched out from Boston and headed to Concord, which was known to have an arms cache for the Americans. Of course, this is when Paul Revere and his partner went on their famous moonlight rids to warn the country folk, and the road along which they travelled, and which the British followed them down, is now all a national historic park area. You walk right along the old roadway, seeing the buildings (and remains) from those years, and reading about what happened at each step along the way. Of course, the park had a great multi-media presentation at the start for those of us not as versed in revolutionary history, so we understood what we were seeing. Anyway, the countryside was beautiful, so it was a good day to walk. At the end you reach the old North Bridge in Concord where "the shot heard around the world" was fired at the outset of the Americans fighting back against the British. This area is also famous for the authors and philosophers who lived and worked in this area. Bronson Alcott and his daughter Louisa May, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Henry David Thoreau (sorry, it got too dark for us to go to Walden Pond!), and the Lathrops (he was a publisher, she wrote the Five Little Peppers books and under children's books under a pseudonym), and we saw where many of them lived - it helped that Alcotts, then Hawthorne, then the Lathrops all owned the same house in succession. L.M.Alcott wrote her first books in that house before the family sold it, but later she moved back and bought the house next door, which is where she wrote Little Women. It to a certain extent used the old house next door as it's setting - we had a tour of that one. By the time we saw all the Battle Road places, we were running out of daylight, however we had to do one more thing in Concord. In the "Sleepy Hollow Cemetery" there (no, not the famous one) they have an "Author's Ridge" - in the dark, using flashlights, we and a few other tourists managed to find the Alcott, Thoreau, and Hawthorne family plots - we never could find Mr. Emerson! We then gave up, walked back through the pitch dark, absolutely huge old graveyard, and drove off with Mr. Sunseeker towards Salem, which is farther north in Massachusetts.