No Sleep Till Brooklyn

We're back from the week in Provincetown, MA and evening in Cambridge, MA. Accomplished very little, which was the point of the exercise.

Frisket enjoyed the trip and has made it clear that we should return next year. Actually, she wants to return next year and could care less whether we accompany her or not.

We stayed at Labrador Landing, which is in the West End section of p-town. The cottage is right on the beach, which enabled Frisket to run out for her morning chase of the outgoing tide.

Enjoyed some delightful dinners at Edwige at Night and Clem and Ursies.

We took in a dune tour and made a couple of drives down the cape (er, up the cape) to Wellfleet and Truro, but generally stayed close to the cottage.

I managed to read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl and started into both The Wall of the Sky, The Wall of the Eye by Jonathan Lethem and Land's End: A Walk Through Provincetown by Michael Cunningham. At the rate I finish books I'm sure I'll finish these off by the end of the year. Maybe next year.

We wrapped up our stay in Provincetown with dinner at Lagniappe and people-watching on Commercial St.

We drove to Cambridge on Saturday and stayed at the Hotel Marlowe. Our goofy GPS navigator doesn't have the updated roadmap for Boston yet and got very confused when we descended under the city into the new tunnels.

Caught a delicious home made Indian dinenr with Samuel and Anne last night, and brunched with Alister, Abigail and Hetty this morning before heading back to NYC. We are escaping NYC for the RNC in August and had no desire to be in Boston during the DNC this week.

The coming weeks will be hectic as we get ready for the wedding. Complicating things are my need to return to Chicago to close otu the estate, and a likely consulting gig in Seattle (a good complication!) for four to six weeks in August and September.