After my show last Wednesday in upstate NY, I drove to Syracuse – 140 miles. In the rain, on country roads. Yikes! I thought I’d sleep in a bit on Thursday, but no luck. I gave up and got on the road.
I ended up being really glad that I had. Along Highway 90 from Syracuse to Rochester, there is a little town named Seneca Falls. My interest was immediately piqued. Seneca Falls, of course, was the site of the first Women’s Rights Convention, in 1848. Anyway, I turned off the highway, drove into town, and found this:
A National Monument! For women’s rights! How thrilling! I was suddenly grateful for my insomnia! It gave me the extra time to explore. And so glad that I had the extra time – yay insomnia!!
There was a lot of cool stuff, both in and outside of the Center. This, from the inside:
And a walk along the river led me to this sculpture:
Anthony and Stanton’s friendship proved to be turbulent, but together they were a force for justice for women in this country.
I really enjoyed my time in Seneca Falls. It was a sweet gift in the middle of an enjoyable, but sometimes exhausting tour.