Tuesday June 17th - Cape Cod...a day to remember

Well, yesterday was a day to be remembered. We took the ferry from Vineyard Haven to Woods Hole on Cape Cod and drove to Hyannis (home of the Kennedy's). We arrived at the Hyannis Harbor Hotel which is right down at the water’s edge in the harbor. The hotel is older and is located right next to the Martha’s Vineyard/Nantucket Ferry. We pulled into the parking lot and had difficulty finding the lobby. That should have been an indicator of things to come.  We checked in and then could not find our way from the car to our room. I had to get one of the maids to lead us to the room.  I found my back out to the car, but couldn't find my way back. I ran into the couple who had checked in after us. Their room was next door to ours and they were carrying their luggage. When we checked in, we were given a map of the hotel, but not all of the wings of the hotel are on the map. It took the three of us about 20 minutes to find our rooms. We were actually lost. Wow. The place is a maze. And we really like it.

To sightsee we decided to drive all the way out to Provincetown at the end of Cape Cod.  On our drive out we realized that Rob had left his wallet in the hotel. After the breakdown over that, we decided to keep going.  We drove to the Cape Cod National Sea Shore and walked on the beach.  We were at the end of the cape and we were trying to reach the light house on the point, but it was too far.  The beaches are great – long, clean, pretty water, no shells. We spent an enjoyable afternoon there.

While we were on the beach we noticed that there were no children. And that most of the people on the beach were gay men. So that’s what the signs on the beach were for:  no nudity on the beach, no sex on the beach.  As it turns out, Provincetown has a large gay population. As we drove through the town when we were leaving, some of the business names that we saw were Mussel Beach, Admiral’s Landing – fireplaces and hot tubs, and Devon’s Deep Sea Dive. OK.

Our day turned sour when we discovered that my wallet was missing.  We hoped it was back at the hotel, but I was certain that I had it when we left the room.  Now, let me back up and say that Rob rarely locks his car. He also leaves the key in the ignition all the time. Stupid, right??  Yep. I had been after him to lock up the car, but he didn't see any need. The day before on Martha’s Vineyard, I was after him to lock the car and he snapped at me for trying to make him paranoid. So today we went for a walk on the beach and left the car unlocked, the key in the ignition, and the windows down. This entire trip I had been expecting to come out and find that our car and all of our stuff had been stolen. So it was only my wallet. When we got back to the hotel we spent 2 hours cancelling credit cards and moving money in bank accounts. Luckily, Rob had left his wallet at the hotel so we still have credit cards that we can use.

I don’t ever say “I told you so”. I don’t bother. I leave it hanging out there unspoken. But I did feel the need to unwind at the end the day.