Postcards from Provincetown

Last weekend, we spent an afternoon in Provincetown, which is located at the very tip of Cape Cod.  The further up the Cape you travel, you feel more and more disconnected from "off Cape."  Provincetown, at the very end, feels a bit like a different world.  The end of the world, actually.



We've decided the next time we visit there are some different parts of P-town we'd like to check out.  This visit, like our last one, was mostly spent on and around Commercial Street, and we're not really people who shop.  We gave The Lobster Pot another chance and we were all happy with our food.  I still think the clam chowder with the bread bowl is one of the tastiest items on the menu.  








Salt water taffy.  You can't stop with one.























I recently read a travel blogger's summary of a trip to Martha's Vineyard and I was once again annoyed with another person slamming the beaches here.  Our beaches cannot be compared to other "famous" beaches.  They're not meant to be like those beaches.  They truly are unique and it's easy to miss that if you're expecting crystal blue water and white baby powder sand.  (That also means you haven't done your research, especially if you're a travel blogger who expects to swim here in May.)  You can't just look at the beaches.  You need to really see and take in everything: the quaint villages, the seaside cottages, and the changing landscape.