It's been hot where we are, too, but nowhere near 100. It's a little cooler not because we're in the mountains (as guessed last week by DJan), but because we're at the seashore. We've had to deal with the humidity, with no air conditioning, but we've enjoyed a constant sea breeze, and we've made daily trips to the sandy beach, where the water is 70 degrees, or else pedaled four miles along the bike trail to the lake, where the water is 75 degrees.
So how long will it take you to figure out where we are?
|Here's the quaint village home we rented|
|We didn't dine at The Port (too expensive) or the Oyster Bar (too oystery)|
|We didn't go to the Sea Grille either (way too expensive)|
|But we did get our share of Bonatt's famous "meltaway" sticky buns|
|B wanted jewelry and frozen yogurt (there, that's a hint -- cranberry)|
|But I wanted candy and a beach toy|
|We were in the bluest of the Blue states. But they are very patriotic|
|Flags everywhere. This person is far from home ... that's a California bear on the flag on the left|
|But not everyone here is rich|
|By now you must know we're in Red Sox Nation|
|A place with lots of art galleries -- see my my self-portrait in the window?|
|You can't see it, but down the coast of Nantucket Sound is the Kennedy compound in Hyannisport|
So we have been happy in our little town on Cape Cod, Harwichport, Mass., where we've been enjoying the sand and the water and the sea breezes. But, alas, now it's back to the 100-degree weather that awaits us in the real world.