|Coast Guard Beach, Town of Truro|
I had always wanted to visit Cape Cod.
"Spending summers on the Cape" just sounded so romantic and idyllic.
Straight off a postcard.
It always seemed so "Coastal Living Magazine."
And that's exactly what it was like.
But you know what else it was?
I have come to realize that South Florida has spoiled me. Traveling up north (in the summer, mind you) has made me appreciate home all the more. As beautiful as Cape Cod was, I can't tell you how much I missed hair-ruining, make-up melting, sweltering South Florida humidity. I'm sure it didn't help that there was a bit of a cold front coming through (perhaps, ironically, the same one we were celebrating in New York) and it rained a couple of the days, but even on the hottest day, the temperatures never hit the 80s and the water was a bone-chilling 65 degrees.
The other thing I have been missing is Southern hospitality. I am amazed by how different the vibe is the more north you go. Not that anyone has been rude or unpleasant; but you just don't feel that warmth and laid back vibe of the South.
When you take Cape Cod and compare it to Outer Banks, they are very similar on paper. Both are popular summer destinations with beaches, various little towns, beautiful views, and great seafood. Although Cape Cod is a peninsula and the Outer Banks are barrier islands, you're still talking about, essentially, a narrow piece of land with water on each side. The vibe should be the same, but it's not. It's funny: I felt at home in Outer Banks, like I could live there. I didn't feel that same energy in Cape Cod.
This is one of the things I'm loving about this trip: you see all these places and get a feel for each. Then you walk away with a ton of awesome pictures, even better memories, and a new awareness and appreciation for not only new places but your own spots back home. (And you learn a little bit about yourself along the way, too, if you're paying attention.)
|"Freddy and Fiona Flamingo," our tropical friends who travel with us|
We stayed in the town of Truro, at Adventure Bound Campground, very near the eastern "tip" of Cape Cod in Massachusetts. The coolest thing about this campground was that many of the sites were seasonal, which meant that people paid for them by the year and left their trailers and campers set up all year long in order to return each summer to their vacation "homes." We had never seen set-ups like this: there were full blown gardens worthy of a magazine shoot, room additions built and attached to the campers, car ports, and even outdoor kitchens and water features.
|Surely this addition cost the owners more than the camper|
|A close up of the addition|
|This one had a log cabin facade in the front, complete with deck|
The campground was along the edge of the beach, so we would bike or walk the wooded path each day. We grilled some nights and hung out at the campground a lot too, which was a much needed respite from the hectic go-go-go days of DC and NYC.
|Trail to the beach|
|I was fascinated by the lack of seashells and abundance of gorgeous beach stones|
|The tides would create these cool "pools" and sandbanks everywhere|
|Check out the water on each side of us...we were standing on one of the sandbanks|
|We all braved the chilly waters on the warmest days (but for the record, I did NOT enjoy it!)|
|On one of the cooler days--and the first one with actual sunshine--I plopped myself on the warmest, sunniest spot I found. I have definitely confirmed that I am solar-powered.|
|As if the cold waters were not enough of a deterrent, check out the Great White advisory|
that greets you at each beach.
|The reason for this Great White population? The huge seal population!|
We saw dozens each day. That little black spot in the water is one of them.
|Playing in the campground: the boys made an "Air Chair"|
|It was strong enough to serve as a swing, too.|
|Adult campground fun: sitting by the fire pit drinking local beer.|
The growler label stated that it was freshest within 12 hours of opening,
so we HAD to drink it all.
We were staying only 6 miles from Provincetown, so we spent some time there a couple of days, shopping, sightseeing, and eating.
|Some of the cutest little houses ever|
|These hydrangeas looked fake, even up close|
|Where the Pilgrims first set foot|
|A new tattoo added to his collection...|
|...and new souvenirs for theirs|
My absolute favorite restaurant and meal of this trip (and possibly my lifetime):
|The Canteen in Provincetown|
|Lobster rolls were followed by the best damn doughnuts from Happy Camper|
and cupcakes from Scottcakes--cupcakes so amazing that they made
our Misha's Cupcakes back home taste like crap.
|Loved this shop's name|
One of our favorite things from Cape Cod was spending the afternoon at the Chatham Pier, watching the fishermen unload their catch and the seals waiting for their scraps! If you ever go to the Cape, don't bother spending a penny on a seal-watching cruise. You can watch them at the pier up close and for free!
We didn't get to do a few of the things we had wanted to, because Ben got sick and was out of commission for a couple of days, but we felt like we did enough to get a good feel for the Cape. It really is something out of a Coastal Living Magazine. And although I suspect we are a bit too hippie-surfer vibe for it, we still loved the postcard perfection of it.
Our next adventure: Acadia National Park, Maine.
|3 more states added to the map|
|Cape Cod, check!|