I researched quite a few things to do on the Cape, like the Zooquarium and going to Cape Cod Baseball League games. The Zooquarium just didn't end up happening, and unfortunately for us, the baseball league's season ended 3 days before we arrived. Drat. Also, we have a baby, so plans necessarily get a little curtailed here and there.
However, we did do quite a few other "must do's" on the list, like make the much-lauded drive up to the tippy top of the Cape. (After a pool day and our first beach day.)
Pool day with Grandpa.
LOVING her float in the pool (Thanks, Nana!!)
I had read far and wide about how this was something Cape visitors must do. The sights are beautiful. It's so relaxing. Such a unique experience. Etcetera. Now, please don't hear me being elitist or negative or hard-to-please, but I have to say: I was not overwhelmed with the awesomeness of the drive.
Here's what we did:
We drove from West Yarmouth to Chatham, because the lighthouse at Chatham was open for visitors that particular day. We stopped at the Dog House for hot dogs along the way. We didn't end up trekking to the top of the lighthouse, as there were a lot of people in line, but we did grab some pictures. The view of the ocean was lovely, and the drive through Chatham was quintessential New England beach town. Such cute houses and shops. Loved that drive.
Chatham Lighthouse.
Beach across from the lighthouse.
After the Chatham lighthouse, we started our journey north, expecting great things from the drive.
And...
...it looked basically like driving through Tennessee or Alabama on small back roads. There were trees.
Occasionally houses. Every now and then, a burst of small townishness (restaurants, stores, banks). We kept waiting for something magical to happen, but it never did.
We did, however, make an unplanned stop at another lighthouse, which was a bit more secluded and picturesque than the Chatham lighthouse (Cape Cod Lighthouse). It was really gorgeous and a nice little find and very much what I'd imagined Cape Cod to look like.
After the lighthouse, we drove on up to Provincetown, which looked different than the rest of the Cape. There were wide open spaces of sand dunes and more of what my head had classified as "Cape Cod." It was really neat (but I should note that it was a VERY small portion of the drive, so I don't imagine it's what people were referring to what blogging about the amazing drive north). Provincetown itself is really cute and quaint, but also VERY squished together. If cars could suck in to squeeze past things (you know, like when people have to squeeze past chairs that are close together), our car would have been doing that. Also, it was Pride Week in Provincetown, so it was really crowded and not exactly what we were looking to do that day.
After driving to the tip and taking in the views, we drove about 15 minutes south, back to Wellfleet, where we ate at Mac's on the pier and watched the beginning of the weekly square dancing. We didn't end up square dancing because we wanted to get over to the Wellfleet drive-in movie theater.
The drive-in shows double features of first-run movies for $9 a person. Is that a steal or what? Granted, we only stayed for the first one (Planes), but we had a great time, nonetheless. Claire stayed awake for about 10 minutes, but I was fine with that; she'd been nap striking all day and NEEDED some sleep.
There were a few other things that were on our list of potential to-do's, but with a baby, we just didn't get around to everything. We did, however, spend one of our days on Martha's Vineyard, which was fantastic! Obviously, that is a post unto itself. The goal is to get it up soon...but you know how that goes. ;)
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