- Biked the Cape Cod Rail Trail with Punch this evening for nearly an hour. An old, spry rusty-red fox crossed our path after doing his business in the scruffy shrubbery bordering the bikeway. Punch insisted it was a coyote; it wasn't. We biked from Eastham almost to the end of the path in Marconi. But that old 1960s Raleigh bike was low on air and hard to pedal. I made us turn back just shy of the end.
- We're cooking in the Wonderstrand Way kitchen, different b/c it has an electric stove, smaller fridge, noisy dishwasher and old-fashioned coffeemaker. Using the glasses and bowls my Mom and Dad brought up from home or were gifted with in 1980 for this vacation place.
- I'm sitting in my car with Sug to blog--she's indignant because she can't be on my lap, but the laptop is. That French sense of entitlement. Fig, Red and Punch are in the Ben & Jerry's cone shop getting ice cream but I already had treats today. I hopped on the Dunkin' Donuts guest WiFi--the donut shop is right around the corner from B & J's. Thank you, Donutland.
- Want to take a bath in tub bigger than the one at home.
- Visited with the neighbors on the street or inside: Adam and Randy, Dot H., Peg. Peg even let me throw the white lace curtains into her washer, saving me a trip to the old laundromat.
- We went to Coast Guard Beach with Sug. Punch buried herself in the sand. Figgy and Red cuddled. I curled up on a towel, Sug by my side, and caught a few minutes rest. Pretty water.
- Passing streets with names like Hay Road, Cove Road....and two windmills on way to the grocery store.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Updated: How I Know I'm on the Cape
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