Weekend at the Edge of the World

Hubby and I have had a nice tradition for virtually every year since we’ve been married; we go away for the weekend for our anniversary, just the two of us.  It has always been somewhere within driving distance of our home and within view of the ocean.  Usually we’ve gone to Maine or Cape Cod, and once or twice Cape Ann.  As I may have mentioned before, my mom moved to the Cape about 7 years ago; that makes it quite convenient for us to leave our girls with their grandmother for the weekend and head to a beachfront hotel on our own.  The past few years, I have been able to find very nice, affordable oceanfront  lodging in the small town of Truro, MA.  This year, we stayed at the Top Mast Resort.  This was the view from our room:

And looking up the beach the other way:

I called this post Weekend at the “Edge of the World” because I have a memory of a friend of my mother’s from my childhood saying, “Take me to the edge of the world!” when they went away for a girls’ weekend at the Cape.  The edge of the world, from their point of view was Provincetown, MA, even more specifically Race Point:

This is Provincetown Harbor as seen from Pilgrim Monument; the spit of land to the mid-right of the shot is Race Point.  I tried walking out to the lighthouse there last year on my visit but,

it felt a lot like that scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail where they keep showing the knights trying to approach the castle but they never get any closer.  Hubby and I had been walking for a long time on one of my wild goose chases, as he likes to call it, (photo adventures is my preferred term – check comment #1 for an explanation!) and we just didn’t have the steam to continue.  But enough about last year!

Due to a pretty lousy week for hubby and me, our anniversary weekend away this year became more about relaxing and enjoying each other’s company at the beach.  No big hiking or biking expeditions or photo adventures.  We  lounged on our balcony while the weather allowed:

Fantasized about what it would be like to own beach property like this:

Breathed in ocean air and watched the birds fly by:

Wait a second!  Birds? On my small LCD screen while quickly grabbing this lucky shot, I thought I had maybe taken a picture of some white geese or some other sea fowl when I saw those long necks.  Imagine my surprise when I looked at this picture on my computer and discovered they were swans!  Not as impressive as Brian’s swans  or as playful as Tracy’s, but swans none-the-less!

In addition to lounging on our balcony, we did travel to the bustling Commerical Street in Provincetown where we shopped for souvenirs for our girls, bought comfy sweats at Cuffy’s, had some good meals, and took pictures for Kathy’s photo playdate.  I also met up with a witch doctor ( I think!):

and admired some stunning roses:

(Gee, I’m feeling a bit here like I might have almost completed Scott’s next photo assignment, which he hasn’t even officially assigned yet!  Not to worry, I’ll happily do more when the  assignment is official!)

Oh, I said in my last post that I’d talk more about dogs!  Provincetown is a very dog friendly town.  People walk their dogs everywhere in P-town. (I was not blog-thinking enough to grab some shots of some of the wide variety of pooches that I saw this weekend).  In addition to dog bakeries, Provincetown also features shops where you can buy virtually anything for your dog and for dog lovers, as well as one of the nicest dog parks I’ve ever seen:

One of many sweet sentiments engraved on the walkway into the Bark Park:

Provincetown, or the Edge of the World, is a place known for its creativity, diversity, and artistry.  Provincetown, for me, is a place known for my weekend of anniversity? LOL, I tried!