What a long day....but after 13 hours we made it to the solitude of North, and just in time. As I'm sitting with my glass of wine listening to the ocean waves, we are getting another round of snow back home. That makes the trip even more worth it.
We started with a 2:00 am wake-up. Yes...2:00 am. I told my hubby that this was when we used to be going to bed, and waking up at this hour is just insane. Of course my oldest bebopped into our room at 2:15, dressed and ready to go. Middle boy soon followed...only the toddler got to be carried to the car in his pajamas.
I thought...of course the boys will all lay their heads back and go back to sleep on our drive to Boston. What was I thinking? Instead it was an hour of excited chatter...I'm glad they have already been seduced by our paradise, but for this non-morning mom it was making for a rough start.
Luckily our flights were rather non-eventful, but of course no one slept on either flight. For some reason my children are not big sleepers. We landed and went through customs smoothly. We did have a cooler and a suitcase full of food and wine and scotch, and had no issues.
Got our rental car and headed to the brewery to pick up some Turks Head...found it thanks to the directions from here, but when we got there they said they were out of lager. Seriously?? How can that be? So off to lunch, since we had 3 hours to kill before the ferry to north. We drove by our usual spot, The Conch Shack, and headed to Sailing Paradise. How quaint the painted buildings were. There was one other family there, which was nice because then my boys could just roam around and be "boys". I ordered the cracked conch and hubby the conch burger. I was happy with mine. The breading was nice and light, so it didnt make me feel like a fat pig after eating it. Although at this point I would be happy with just about anything by the ocean (and yes a drink or two was had, which helped increase the happiness factor).
Since we still needed our liquid mood enhancers, we headed to the
Wine cellar. I believe hubby said a case of Turks Head was around $40. Better than $60, but still crazy. We still had time to waste and wee ones were starting to melt, so we headed for ice cream. That seemed to help and killed 30 minutes.
We caught the 3:00 ferry, which was a first for me. Last time we flew over. This was more of a pain with luggage and killing time in Provo, but it was a more scenic route. Arriving at our rental was heaven. The older boys remembered from last year and were sooo excited. I think I heard "can we go swimming now?" 10 times in the course of 10 minutes. A bit annoying, especially since we had a crapload of stuff to unpack, but understandable. We sent the big boys to swim in the pool at the house, while we distracted the wee one with toys and food.
The benefit of an early wake up is that all the boys were asleep by 7:00. So hubby and I were able to enjoy some solitude listening to the waves and admiring the full moon. It's incredible. We walked to the beach and didn't even need a light. I must have said "we could go swimming it's so bright" 10 times in 10 minutes. I guess my kids get it naturally.
It looks like the house next door is not rented this week, so we seem to have the beach all to ourselves. When we asked our wee one what we were going to do once we got to North, he said "we're going to do nothing." So i think i will take his advice.
We do plan to go to middle to check out the new restaurant at Mudjin Harbor, and also have to hit Bambarra for lunch. And for a new twist we are heading back to Provo to stay at the Sands for two nights; therefore, we can avoid the dreaded Saturday departure and 2 more days of a dreadful New England winter.
Ok. 2:00 am wake-up + red wine + sound of the ocean and ocean breeze = an ambien substitute. Night all.