It seems like I was gone for a very long time! And I will tell you, packing and unpacking can get taxing. But mention beach and I'm there!!! I reckon before I exist life, I will most definitely be living at a beach point, most likely Rehoboth Beach. I have some time till I can retire, but Rehoboth reminds me most of New Hope. It's a big ole melting pot of all walks of life and people, a huge gay destination, and everybody is so open and friendly with a sense of community. My vacation started with my very good friends, the Capital Street Duo in Rehoboth, and then I came back to the Casa to meet the Lad where we joined other of the clan in Provincetown, another of my favorite little spigots of land. So this beach bum had a fabulous time, but it's always so hard to leave the beach. It's like trying to get a bottle gin out of my hands!!! Some of the snaps from both places....
Rehoboth Beach-
One thing about Rehoboth other then the opening photo I took at sunset, and one I'm most proud of, is the wonderful architecture of the beach homes near Poodle Beach, the gay beach. Some probably too large, but love the feel of them. The beach itself is full of natural beauty and beauties too, wink!
Some of the wonderful homes....
This house above I have always loved. That silo type roof thing can actually slide open at the touch of a button to have an open air staircase!!!!!
Some mounds and depressions......What a view!
Loved the patio at the house this year...
One the other side of the coin, what's not to love about Provincetown? The weather was beautiful, but HOT, the quaint feel of the town, the natural beaches, the famous tea dances and campy patrons, the award winning fudge, and the infamous hot men and hot times at night!!!!! You may not know, but Provincetown in 1620, was the first landing spot of the Mayflower Pilgrims, who sheltered there before moving on to Plymouth. It thrived as one of the largest seafaring ports and had a larger whaling and fishing business then even Boston. Over time the fleet and fishing business left to larger ports and the town then turned to tourism, but reborn as an artistic and bohemian hub, and eventfully became possibly the friendliness gay and lesbian spot of Earth.
We even had an authentic seafood bake one night...YUMMY!
The fabulous sites and shops on Commercial Street. Great place to grab a cock-a-tail and people watch.....
Or grab a slice of the infamous Spiritus Pizza...
Or award winning fudge!!!!
Lovely view from the house.....
Then there were the characters...
The fabulous Hat Sisters
Our bar tender Thad most nights.ME OHHHH MY!
Dear friend and reader Pearly Gates being bit by a suitor!!!
Hedda Lettuce giving me the finger!
Fudge and queens!!!!!! Now that's how one rides a bike.
I do believe clan member Michael was saying he loves the bears?
Must really tell Miss Richfield how to get over fears of putting in those tips.
The disgusting view of Preston sunning on a impromptu beach visit. I knew I should have did my laundry that day. I do recall it being hard to see much else at that moment.
Now after such wonderful trips, good times with good friends and the sight and sound of the ocean, can you see why it's hard to leave the beach? I'm ready to live under the boardwalk at this point. I did manage to good a nice tan though.
This was the day I got back! GRATITIOUS VIEW!!!!
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