Cape Cod

After the adventure of Boston #survivedTHATrain, we decided to pick up our car and head to the coast. As someone who lives in the desert, I always get crazy excited when I get to see the ocean. First stop (after Dunkin donuts – Boston creme for me) was Plymouth, MA. I am obviously not American (check out the username) so have a limited knowledge of US history but I have heard of Plymouth Rock. Plus, someone decided that we needed to see the coast in glorious sunshine. Let the photo dump commence.

THE rock. Or not - nobody's quite sure.

THE rock. Or not – nobody’s quite sure.

The rock's house - and check out the weather.

The rock’s house – and check out the weather.

We then proceeded to Cape Cod where I had my first ever lobster roll before checking in at our bed and breakfast. Because it is low season we got an awesome deal with the friendliest hosts. Breakfast was amazing – plus we got to witness their scone war dramatics. Definitely recommended if you ever need to stay near Hyannis.

 

Beautiful place to stay.

Beautiful place to stay.

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And then we had to take a sunset walk on the beach before dinner – it was about a mile away and beautiful.

Beautiful sunset.

Beautiful sunset.

No lifeguard on duty.

No lifeguard on duty.

Next day we meandered along the coast up to Provincetown and back via Cape Cod National Seashore.

Boardwalk. There were ospreys nesting in the marshes.

Boardwalk. There were ospreys nesting in the marshes.

The beach at Dennis. We accidentally went on the residents' side. Oops.

The beach at Dennis. We accidentally went on the residents’ side. Oops.

Lunch in Provincetown.

Lunch in Provincetown.

Racepoint beach.

Racepoint beach.

I am a little obsessed with visiting lighthouses.

I am a little obsessed with visiting lighthouses.

Atlantic coast. It was windy.

Atlantic coast. It was windy.

I decided that during my visit I would run in every place that we were staying. So Thursday morning I headed to the beach. It was tough (heavy legs) but the views got me by.

The nearest beach.

The nearest beach.

Lots of water around the Cape.

Lots of water around the Cape.

The Cape was exactly what I expected – and it a really good way. It was incredibly beautiful – those beaches are amazing. Full of really cute clapboard homes. Quaint little towns. Great seafood. We even managed to see whales from the beach near Provincetown. And we got blessed with the most beautiful weather to see it all. Next stop: New Hampshire.