Such a Cape song, I hear that song and it brings me right back to the little Cape diner that had a little jukebox on every table. This song was one of our favorites to play.
Nothing feels more summer than Falmouth to me. Sure I can’t spend the months I used to as a kid or even the full week I could when I was in school – but at least I get a long weekend out of it. I have so much catch up to do with my sister, mom, dog and extended family. And of course a lobster thrown in there. This is one family tradition that has never fallen off and I can still remember from when I was little.
Last night the flight was delayed – by almost two hours. Yet again I forked over the money to get on the earlier flight that still got in later than my original flight would have. Oh Jetblue, oh airlines how much I hate you. A rocky flight and I crying child later, I landed in Boston and greeted by my dad.
Today we rose with the birds and are heading down to the Cape to hopefully (yes hopefully) beat the Cape traffic rush.
You probably won’t hear from me until I return to DC Tuesday. Today is about hydrating (so I don’t get the inevitable heat stroke in tomorrow’s race), seeing family (hello chaos) and honestly soaking up the little time I have to get away.
Of course you will see me updating other social media, I can’t go all cold turkey over here.
But like that, I will catch you under the boardwalk.