My New England Vacation (or, How much fried food can I eat in one wknd?)

Back from the Cape. Weekend was a nice getaway. We will start with Friday's debacle to get that out of the way...

So I left early from work (1pm) to meet David at the car rental. Got there a little late as catching a cab was difficult, no David, so I got in line. Got the car, still no David. Checked voicemails, no David. Since I couldn't sit there in my car as this is an active street, I decided to drive around and around the block in hopes of eventually seeing him waiting for me at the car rental so we could get on our way. Traffic was horrendous and it took me almost 30 minutes to go around the block! When I got back to the car rental STILL no David. Ok, now I'm getting nervous. No voicemails, over and hour late, nothing. I called Matthew, he hadn't heard anything. I decided to get out of the car and walk around the car rental office. In my twisted mind I thought something bad must've happened. I decided he was either (a)Stuck in the subway for an hr, (b)Ill and had to be taken to the hospital, (c)hit by a bus, (d)stuck in either a bathroom with a faulty door or an elevator that won't move. But luckily none of these ended up being the actual scenario. For when I parked the car and started walking towards the car rental office, I heard someone honking their horn like a crazy person. I turn around, and who is it but my husband! That's right folks, he ALSO rented a car-UNDER THE SAME RESERVATION NAME/# AS I DID. WTF!?! I turned around, and instead of me smiling and being happy to see him, I went into a screaming rage. "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL? AND WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE A CAR? I HAVE A CAR YOU DUMMY!!" Now, most of this yelling was out of my being upset and thinking the worst. But still. You'd think after an hr and a half he would've at least called me! But nooooo. It just all didn't make any sense. I ALWAYS make the reservation! I ALWAYS pick up the car! It's ALWAYS ME! Anyhoo, after an explanation, and an apology on Budget's part as they DID screw up by letting us BOTH rent cars under the same name, we returned the extra car, and we finally picked up Matthew and were on our way.

The wedding was lovely. The only day where the weather was truly gorgeous. And everything went just as the bride/groom had wanted. But, alas, I have no pictures, as we were FORBIDDEN to take any per the bride's wishes. I must admit, it was difficult to not take any. But it was her day, so we obliged. Ceremony was beautiful outside in the great outdoors at The Stevens Estate. Songs were sung by a local female singing group (James Taylor and Indigo Girls). It was all very sweet and heartfelt. Following the ceremony we all went to the estate for cocktails, then into the tent for the reception which consisted of tasty bbq steak, chicken, corn, potato salad, etc. Afterwards everyone changed and you could either swim, bocce or volleyball. We chose to volleyball and had a great time. In all it was wonderful day spent with a lot of family that we don't get to see too often.

Sunday we went into Boston for lunch with my Mom/Fred and Shaina/Ira. It was hot and sticky and uncomfortable so after lunch we bid farewell and continued onto the Cape.

Cape was nice but not what I expected. I guess I expected it not to be so big and populated. More salty marshes than McDonalds. But it was what it was so we made the best of it. Our room was lovely and private. Monday we took the ferry to Nantucket. Lovely island, really pretty town with cobblestone streets, but way too many preppies there. I mean, how many sweaters tied around the neck and polo can one see in a day? We rented bikes and rode around the island. It's pretty but honestly folks, Block Island is MUCH prettier (see above banner picture). Every garden, every house, every street, every tree in Nantucket is PERFECT, but do we really need so much perfection in our lives? Maybe I'm just really biased, but I like the rusticness and scenic beauty of BI much more. And it's also much less pretentious. But still, we had a great time and I would recommend it to most. It is a unique place. Just bring lots of cash.

Tuesday we drove to Chatham for the day. Cute little town with a nice little beach. Had lunch, best lobster roll ever said David, and watched the AMAZING Germany/Italy game. Hot damn those Italians were impressive. Let's see how they do this Sunday. Watched a local baseball game, had some dinner and went back to our inn.

Wednesday we checked out and went on a whale watching tour! Finally, I was able to see my whales that I have been dying to see forEVER. Weather was crappy and rainy but, armed with my Dramamine, I was gonna see some damn whales. We ended up seeing somewhere between 12-15 humpbacks and a few Finback whales! It was quite an eventful trip. They are truly amazing creatures. Blowing bubbles, flipping around in the water, sticking their heads out and squealing. Really, really cool. I must for anyone in the area.

So now we are back. I am at work, but only physically. At least it's only a two day workweek for me. I will post pictures once I figure out where my USB cord for the camera has dissapeared to.

Now the countdown for Block Island begins...38 days and counting...