This logo it's pretty clear, they are not face to face, not at the same level and the pilgrim is up in the right.
It was hard to digest such a thanksgiving diner, surprisingly Marcos was the one who took us to this surreal experience in the first colony up in the north of massachusetts. Getting out of the toxic city of ny, the trees were just great to see among lakes and green areas that we really enjoy to see, but the hallucination started when the nuclear plant destroyed the landscape, it was hard to believe the gigantic size of such a destructive artifact.
Our visit to Plymouth was part of a protest and ceremony ending up with a thanksgiving diner shared with people from latin and native americans. It was dreamy to see the mayflower by the ocean and the
The ghost town didn't welcome our presence and our diner was at the basement of the first anglican church of this country.
