Our night in Lowell, Massachusetts wasn’t as nice as it could have been. L came down with a plugged nose and couldn’t sleep for most of the night. When morning finally arrived, we were prepared to pack up and go home without doing any sightseeing. But after L got some food into his stomach, he was a reasonably happy tourist. We decided to carry on.
Lowell (the town, not the author of this post) is the self-proclaimed origin of the American industrial revolution. It is a mill-town if there ever was one. The first mills were built in the 19th century, and many of them were still in operation 50 years ago. Now, most of the mills are empty or are being renovated for other uses. Some of them are being turned into “luxury lofts” like the ones below.
Our primary reason for going to visit Lowell was to see the Boott Cotton Mills Museum. The first floor of the museum has a room filled with about 50-75 fully operational looms. We could hardly hear ourselves think, but it was really cool to watch them in action.
How’s this for a case of hat-hair?
