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<\/center><\/p>\nthat’s me (suprise) above, in April of 2011, goofing around with the BF in the dunes near Race Point. The same trip where I first saw Right Whales. For some reason the other day, I was poking around the archives here, and saw my first post after my very first trip to Provincetown, back in the fall of 2004. Yup, I guess I was right back then – I was just getting started!<\/p>\n
I found the long line for the “chinatown bus” and got in it. Distracted by my thoughts, but able to keep pace with the slow-moving line that promised me onto a totally packed bus, I tried to keep my sighing to myself. Nearing the front, where a small asian woman was taking e-tickets, I looked to my left and saw another bus company’s much shorter line. Boston – Hyannis – Provincetown. I sighed, then the six people in that line turned towards me, and all started laughing. HAHAHA ha! You have to go back to New York, and we’re all going to P-Town. HAHAHAHAHA! ha!<\/i><\/p>\n
sigh.<\/i><\/p>\n
Only a couple hours earlier, watching all the leathermen get off the fastferry as I waited to get on, an ambulance pulled up to the boat. Apparently someone got sick\/passed out, and there would be a delay; is this a sign I should stay? I didn’t necessarily want to be part of leathermates weekend, but as these hairy smiling faces passed me going into town, I sighed. Why must I leave so soon? I biked, I beach-frolicked, bird-watched, picture-snapped, dunes-brunched, sunset-watched, chowder-slurped; in a hottub, on a bed, under a boatslip, and in the dunes there were other kinds of slurping. Head sunburned, feet blistered, crotch grabbed, butt – well, they tried, anyway. I laughed my ass off as a pair of seals appeared, swimming along the shore in the same direction as my barefoot hike, trying to snap pictures, having no problem keeping up with them until I exhausted myself and found a solitary spot up against the sand and ate the poorly planned meal i had in my backpack. And they appeared again, turning and diving, poking their faces out in my direction, and swimming off again, giving me another fit of laughter.<\/i><\/p>\n
But<\/i><\/p>\n
I was just getting started.<\/i><\/p>\n
sigh. <\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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