We worked really hard on moving into our new apartment. So hard, it seemed a waste to spend a beautiful Saturday sitting around in the new digs. I’d been to Provincetown (P-Town) a couple of years ago on a very dreary April morning, but even then knew it was a place I wanted Janet to see. I suggested that we drive out to P-Town and she was genuinely interested.  Our Google Home told us the weather would be wonderful, so we headed out for our three hour drive to the end of the cape.

Cape Cod is interesting in that you can drive miles and miles on an arm in the ocean and never see water even though there are beaches less than a mile of either side of the highway. Our long drive finally paid off as we neared the end of the cape where our final destination awaited.

My friend, Michael the art teacher, tells me that P-town is very different in the summer than the spring and fall. I have to believe that what he says is true. But the P-town we saw today was exactly what I wanted to share with Janet.

Commercial street is the main thoroughfare through town and is lined with bed and breakfasts, curio shops, restaurants, and gay bars and clubs.  Like Key West,P-town is a gay resort mecca. Rainbow flags are the norm, and gay friendly B & Bs line the streets.  Michael tells me that during the summer it’s like a three month long party.  We saw evidence of that in the line up of shows for the summer, including some of our favorite Broadway stars and RuPaul’s Drag Race alum.

But in May, the attitude is quieter. P-town exuded all the charm of a quaint New England town. The landscape is punctuated with the Florence like-tower memorial to the pilgrims. It’s almost hidden behind the town hall in my picture, but stands out like a sore thumb in real life.  The buildings are colonial architecture, each with it’s unique shingle. Seafood shops are plentiful. There are also an abundance of art galleries. We didn’t visit any of the galleries, but I couldn’t help but take pictures of a local artists’ work that was displayed on the walls of an alley off the main drag. I love these little finds!

Our trek through Commercial street included many of the local curio shops in search of something fun for our new display shelf. We settled on a beautiful piece of blown glass to remember the day. Our search for the perfect restaurant ended at Patio where we dined on lobster rolls and lobster grilled cheese.

Our trip to P-town concluded with a trek to Race point beach. It’s no wonder people flock to this part of the world for a getaway week. My words are not adequate to describe what my pictures do so well.

Our trip to P-town was a 3 hour drive from our apartment. We were a week early before the ferry season opened. Sometime I’d like to take a ferry from Boston and see P-town in the summer.  I’m sure it’ll be quite an adventure!!

“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.” – Helen Keller