My mom has stopped aging (of course), but we went to the East Coast anyway.

My mother hit a milestone this year. I won't say which one, but I was lucky enough to accompany her on a trip to the East Coast. We got to see friends and family I hadn't seen in many years and we had a blast.
We started our trip in Old Newcastle (I know, I know) but it's a charming little town. I absolutely love the brickwork of the old houses and the colonial style. (I took quite of few pictures of dream houses.) Old Newcastle is actually quite interesting because they have worked really hard to maintain the quaintess of the houses and streets (which makes it a bit dangerous if you don't watch your step) and they even have an alleyway called 'Packet Alley' that was used by the likes of Davey Crockett. The alleyway leads to the water, so the ships of old would have docked there and you would walk up this alley to get to the main town.

We also found a Delaware Street and felt it was appropriate to commemorate the birth of a Delawarian.
Mom said she hadn't been to Old Newcastle in a really long time, so we took our time checking out the shops and looking at the cool door knockers. We stopped in an old hotel for lunch and then went on to the church cemetary. I'm always fascinated by old cemetaries; the history and people they represent. The West Coast doesn't seem to have this kind of rich historical feel and I quite enjoy checking out buldings where things I studied in school actually happened. England was even cooler in that respect, but most people know about my British obsession so I'll leave that be.

Below is the cute church cat we met.