Cape Cod was never somewhere I thought I’d hang out.
Visions of the Kennedys, Rockafellers and Roosevelts pranced in my head.
Homemade Friday this week is a throw back to a mid-August car camping trip – my first ever to Cape Cod! So fancy.
If by fancy, you mean hiding vodka on the beach to make cocktails while making sure you make it back to your campsite in time to beat curfew (dang family campsites).
Besides the screeching chant of “AWKWARD SILENCE” at 6am by a band of six-year-old hooligans and the seemingly unending recitation of the French alphabet by a Quebecoise toddler, Cape Cod was an amazing time to relax with friends and get up close and personal with some crabs, fish and seals (I see why Jaws now….).
Summer might be over, but Cape Cod was a great way to celebrate the season.