>> August 2, 2012
I meant to post the rest of our vacation photos yesterday, but frankly, I just didn't get around to it. I have been staying up too stinkin' late watching the Olympics. I. am. obsessed. And utterly exhausted as a result. I can't help but watch every night and I've been so good about staying away from all media coverage during the day - just so I can be surprised by the outcome. But all this dedication is totally hindering my sleep patterns. People need more than 5 hours of sleep a night to function. How many days left in the Olympics? Like 10 or something?? I don't know if I'll make it...
Anyways - back to vacation. The rest of the week was a combination of beach days, visiting other towns along the Cape, and having some time to myself and ourselves (meaning just Hubby and I). I ended up bringing my yoga mat and a workout DVD, and I managed to get in a morning workout or two, overlooking the Atlantic, before everyone else woke. Yes, that was nice. Not a bad way to start the day.
We visited Chatham for the day, which is one of the "swankier" Cape towns, and also one of my favorites. Not to mention, it's the town where Hubby proposed.
While we were there, Caroline got a new hat.
On a side note, Caroline is (fully) eating "real people" food. Can I just tell you how much easier life is, now that I can (usually) find something on the kid's menu that she will eat? And I can (more or less) just feed her directly from my plate?
Oh meals out are sooo much easier these days. And when you are on vacation, and eating out a fair amount, well it makes a big difference.
We also spent some time in downtown Wellfleet.
The downtown is small, but cute. We ate here. The food was great and I had one of these:
Summer in a Glass. It's better than it sounds. It was probably the best friggen cocktail I've ever had. Yes, that was a bold statement. And it's true.
We also visited Provincetown for a day. Provincetown is the very last town on Cape Cod, on the very, very tip of the peninsula. Now, if you are not from the area, and don't know much about the Cape, then you wouldn't know that Provincetown can get quite colorful at night. During the day, it's a nice place to walk around and shop.
You can catch a ferry to Boston from Provincetown, it takes about 90 minutes (not on the tall ship in the background though, on a real ferry boat.)
For a replica, it was quite impressive. And we have a few "real ones" around these parts for comparison.
Hubby decided it was a good idea to spoil Caroline with a balloon doggy, for which she replied "woof woof" in return. Although she was not too sure about the balloon man. Frankly, I couldn't totally disagree, I mean he's not even wearing shoes.
Apparently this store sells Love and Happiness. Count me in.
Mac's Shack. We managed to get a prime spot on the outside patio.
The food was great and the atmosphere was better. If you're in the area, this is a great spot to grab a drink for a fun evening out. It was bustling from the time we arrived, to way past the time we left.
But for the most part, we did a lot of this...
Here's the path down the dunes we take to get from the cottage to the beach. As the ocean eats away at the sand more and more each year, every year the path changes course. My first visit to Wellfleet, the path was (more or less) straight down with wooden stairs. This year, it was really quite tame, in comparison - which is nice, when you are carrying beach chairs, an umbrella and a 14-month old (although hopefully not all at once).
There are still many places is this big nation I have yet to see, some I am sure are equally as beautiful as Cape Cod.
But for a girl from the land-locked midwest (granted Minnesota, and it's 10,000 lakes, is hardly without it's fair share of water) being blessed enough to spend my vacation time in such a lovely area each year - well that's quite the treat for me. The landscape is so different from any other place I have visited before, and I don't take the time spent here for granted. Hubby has been visiting the cape, and this quiet cottage since he was a very young boy. He has many fond memories growing up, visiting each year, getting sick to his stomach even - he was so excited. (True story, his mom told me so.) I hope we can continue to bring Caroline to this same cottage year after year, so she may form such precious and long-lasting memories of her own. But hopefully without the stomach aches!
For part 1 of our trip, you can visit here.