Plymouth, Massachusetts is a historical and beautiful place to live in. Being born and raised here, and not planning on going anywhere anytime soon, I have learned that there are quite a few things that connect Plymouth people together.

1. The hatred of tourists down the waterfront during the summer.

Summer in Plymouth is beautiful but not when the tourists come from places all around to look at a rock and a boat. Of course, the history and stories behind the artifacts we have in Plymouth are exciting, but after seeing it on multiple outings and field trips during your whole life, it can get monotonous...especially when it's a 15-minute drive from your house. Driving or walking down Plymouth Center and through the Waterfront can be enough to cause you to have to enroll in anger management classes and start anxiety medication.

2. When people ask where Plymouth is, you say, "Where the pilgrims landed!"

While many Plymouth people know the pilgrims actually first landed in Provincetown and then voyaged to Plymouth to settle, the majority of other Americans know the tale as them originally landing in Plymouth in 1620, not Provincetown.

3. There is never a set season for "construction."

Plymouth is always under construction. Right when you think it's all over, another project has already started (Samoset Street has been under constant construction for years now). They have added stop lights where they aren't necessary, renovated the rotary with a pretty (but useless) pattern out of bricks (the rotary isn't big enough for emergency vehicles anymore. But at least there are bricks!), and we are apparently getting a parking garage.

"The more construction the better!" — Said no Plymouth Resident EVER

4. "ARE YOU RELATED TO A PILGRIM?!"

Well.... Actually, yes. I am. Pricilla Mulling, nice lady. But I wouldn't say that to give anyone the satisfaction. Chances are you are probably related to a pilgrim too, whether you are from Plymouth or not.

5. "Is there a White Horse at White Horse Beach?"

Actually.... again, yes. In some guy's yard. But I have been asked that far too many times for it to even be legal. It makes me wonder where the name came from. Is the white horse there because of the name of the beach? Or is the beach named White Horse because of the white horse statue in the guy's yard?

It is an absolutely a beautiful beach and the best beach around!

UPDATE: I looked it up, apparently a woman named Helen died in 1778 while riding a horse on the beach, it was either an act of suicide or she was going after her lover...leave it to Plymouth.

6. We love our (not so) little town so much!

Plymouth has its faults just like every place, everywhere. We take it for granted sometimes, but at the end of the day...this is our home. We love it here and wouldn't have it any other way! Our "plain old Plymouth" is someone else's top vacation spot and dream vacation.