Thursday, 3 July
“Wait a second. What the heck are you doin’ here?,” as if the one posing the question has a greater right to stroll this day down the waterfront of Provincetown, Massachusetts.
At Tony’s insistence, his car was taken for the day to drive as far out Cape Cod as would be dared. After all, Thursday was the unofficial start of the Independence Day holiday weekend and with that, would release the full flow of vacationers on the summer colony.
But even on old US 6-A, with its winding two lanes, the traffic at mid-day wasn’t so stifling as to force a U-turn. So after a couple of hours coursing through hamlet and town—Dennis, Brewster, Wellfleet, Eastham, etc.—past entire villages of weathered cedar-shake, there flanking the asphalt were the tall dunes that define the approach to Provincetown.
There are so many well-preserved Victorian buildings in P’town like the town hall, with the Pilgrim Monument just behind.
P’town’s worth the trip, for sure. At that point, the “forearm” of the Cape tapers to the “wrist,” just a thin sliver of sand of which P’town makes maximum. Driving’s a challenge in town. Pedestrians fill narrow streets, gawking in shops, up at Victorian homes or across at each other.
And so, it was noted that the gentleman standing outside the chocolate shop bears an incredible resemblance to… No, wait. That IS Chuck Wrenn!
While Holly and Chuck pose with the crew, the girls go for chocolate!
How crazy is that?! Holly, Chuck and the girls—for many years, neighbors across the back alley on Church Hill, who we’d not seen for a long, long time—just happened to chose this day to visit P’town, too. It was great to catch up, a wonderful and unexpected gift and the best part of this day. And then, all these pilgrims were on the ways back down “6” to their respective homes, land-based or floating as the case may be.
Travel safely, friends!
Steadfast out.
At Sea with Steadfast 
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