Shady Pines Motel
Travel Blogs from East Hampton
... route and avoids tracking back down to New York. We crossed Shelter Island which is a fairly quiet place with wineries. Our second ferry ride took us to Green Port where we stopped in a quaint village for the nicest coffee we've had in the US. (The others haven't been hard to beat.) From there we headed to Orient for a 1hr 20min ferry ride to New London, then drove onto Cape Cod. ...
... the sun comes up. We were headed to Mystic Pizza for lunch but got waylaid doing a few geocaches and a stop at an estate sale along the way. Although we couldn't get the Scallop Pizza we've dreamed about for 3 years, we settled for one of their specialty pizzas which was excellent. We toured the area driving up and down streets near the harbor and enjoyed the quaintness of this area.
Unfortunately we got word that no boats would ...
Anyways so I recently quit my job due to zero job satisfaction. Life was monotonous. Wake up in the morning, get ready, skip breakfast, get to work, work till your every level are low and get back home, work out, and sleep.This is generally how everyone of us lives during the weekdays and some souls do the same on the weekends. I was bored, so out of the blue I packed my bag and took a train to Montauk.No reservations, no planning no blah blah blah.
I caught ...
... restaurant right on Navy Beach( it is a lake). And before bed, me and Stella had a mini spa session, doing our feet and putting on avocado masks. Liev's birthday is the 7th of September and yeah. We are having yet another bonfire on Saturday to celebrate his birthday and on Sunday we leave to go back to the City. I just put the girls to bed and I am so tired, but I do need my nightly walk on the beach so hopefully I finish work ...
... at the end of the bed. He finally at
sunset decided to have a little walk about and I found him with a
mate touring all the others sites for food. Finally Pickles has found
his inner wild side !
From the extreme point of the Hamptons
“Orient point” you returned to main Land close to Providence
through three ferries, so poor Pickles has one again to put on his