7 December 2009
After a wonderful weekend of Victorian fun, our group gathered in the newly redecorated restaurant at the Tremont for one more meal together before we headed back to our twenty-first century lives. No longer limited to a small period reticule for a purse, or encumbered by gloves, I had my camera at the ready.
We toured the large Tremont Ballroom, again with an eye on wedding planning and a larger Gingerbread ball in the future. We packed out, did our goodbyes with hugs and kisses and eventually scattered toward home. It was another beautiful Dickens weekend, but unfortunately . . . it was over.
For this year. Next year’s gonna rock!
~MB
I took this photo from the gas station we stopped at on the way off the island. Does anyone know what this contraption is?
Having grown up in Texas in the country, I’m guessing the contraption has something to do with the petroleum industry. I saw it on my way off the island and pointed it out to Allyson and that was her guess as well.
Looks like a knee joint for the Iron Giant…
Silly modern mortals… don’t you recognize the first semi-portable steam-powered Babbage’s Difference Engine power supply?
I got a little dissertation on them on my way out of town from Cowboy, of course. It is a steam powered cotton bailer. There was one next to every warehouse. The warehouses are gone, but for some reason they left these to rot.