Inn at Duck Creek
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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After eating a dirty burger from Mark Wahlbergs' brother's joint, Wahlburgers we arrived in Provincetown, a cute little town right at the end of Cape Cod, predominantly frequented by tourists of the gay variety. I'm sure it's great fun in the summer but right now it's out of season and most places are closed. The shops that were open seemed to solely sell leather items and cat t shirts aimed at the lesbian market. The restaurants however, ...
... Coast, those kinds of dates are related to things you read about in textbooks, not places where you have a delicious lobster roll on the pier. For those of you who grew up in these parts this probably seems obvious, but I am continually struck by it.
Another difference is how heavily forested it is. The trees are smaller than they were up in the Berkshires, and there are more evergreens and conifers (or are those the same thing? I ...
... with a giant homemade chocolate chip cookie which was just dying to be dunked in milk but sadly we didn’t have any and that cookie didn’t last more than three steps anyways!
We drove 30 minutes up the coast to Provincetown which is as far as you can drive up Cape Cod. It was a super adorable town that was filled with tourists who were probably also coming from the Oysterfest. Provincetown is known for being gay friendly and the rainbow flags everywhere ...
... day though windy and chilly on the boat. Martha's Vineyard, sometimes shortened to The Vineyard, is know as a summer colony for the rich and famous.
Our visit included a bus tour with Alfred, our driver/guide, around the island which is only 100 square miles. He was ...
... the world."
-quote from the burial monument on Cole's Hill, Plymouth, MA
A sunny morning was so welcome! After a nice complimentary breakfast in Framingham we were once again on the road, this time to Plymouth. As we were heading southeast at highway speed, gazing through the bus windows as the sunlight shimmered through the trees, was like viewing spectacular autumn colors through a ...