Today we walked around Gettysburg and went into the little shops. We saw hats to buy for both sides that fought in the Civil War. Gray hats and blue hats. But wait...there was a 3rd choice. Pink hats. Loren asked the lady at the store which side the pink fought for. Either she did not understand or did not appreciate his "humor". We bought a cute shirt that says "Got Ghosts?" on the front and "Gettysburg Does" on the back.
We then went to tour the Jennie Wade house. This would have been a great night time investigation, but we had already booked ourselves elsewhere tonight. Jennie Wade was only 20 years old and was baking bread when a bullet shot through two doors of the house and into her heart. I had one very cool experience while there. All of the floors are original to the house. They creak and groan when stepped on- especially the stairs. We went up one staircase and were touring the upstairs. The guide asked us to walk into the next room. There was a second staircase in this room. I was the first person into the room and walked over to look down the steps. Everyone else in our group was still milling around in another room while I stood at the top of the stairs listening to someone stomping down them in front of me. Listening, not seeing. There was no one there. I started taking a million pictures down the stairwell. I asked Loren about the experience when we left the house and he had not heard a thing. Jennie is said to still be in that house. I don't know who I heard, but it was definitely someone.
Our plan for the night was to go on a ghost tour at the Civil War Orphanage, also reportedly a very active place for spirits. We got there early and noticed the size of the group waiting for the tour. We saw kids riding on each other's backs and screaming. We counted at least 20 people there already, half hour before our tour. By tour time, we made the executive decision to just let the price we paid for tickets be a donation to Gettysburg and skip the tour. I know we can not avoid people, but it just really takes away from experiences when people view the ghost hunts as a spectacle and dont take them seriously.
The battlefield allows people to visit until 10, so we were able to walk around some after dark. It's hard to see any ghost lights when about a million fireflies are wandering around. It was pretty funny, though. Looking out across the hills, past the cannons, thinking maybe we had spotted something. Nope. Just more fireflies.
Tomorrow we head to Pittsburgh, so stay tuned!
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