Wednesday 16th September, 2009.

We have arrived in Provincetown after a long drive along Route 6 (not to be confused with R6A, obviously) the length of Cape Cod. The road was very busy. Much more so than we anticipated. We mean, where are all these buggers going to? Again, there are very few wagons. It's mainly cars and small vans all travelling bumper-to-bumper at exactly the 60mph speed limit. When we finally get to Provincetown, some two hours after we set out, it is really busy and parking spots are even harder to find than usual. Aha! So they were all heading here just like us. The only place we can find is some one's back yard. It's a big back yard we grant you, and it looks out over Cape Cod Bay but $10 is a bit steep, even so. Mind you, that does include the nice lady agreeing to putting David's slice of quiche we bought from Beth's Special Teas this morning in the fridge (in case he got peckish) whilst we walk around and, as we don't come back for about four hours, it was probably a bargain (probably).

Provincetown has a reputation for being 'bohemian'. It has several shops decorated just like this along the road behind the harbour. Needless to say, we didn't venture inside on account of them being chock-a-block with bohemians doing the dastardly things that bohemians do. Indeed, we quickly conclude, that we haven't seen so many bohemians per square foot since visiting Byron Bay.

We have some lunch (another fish restaurant, but not as good as the one in Falmouth) and then walk it off with a stroll around the harbour. The sun is out and they are doing whalewatching trips from here but they've already departed. That's probably just as well. A fourth would be really indulgent.

We leave Provincetown just before three and head back south. We pull off Route 6 and drive into Wellfleet. Amazingly, we find a greengrocer (remember them?) selling real fruit and vegetables. You can see how excited Vicky is here. She doesn't know which ones to put in the bag first. So that's quiche and fresh fruit and vegetables for dinner for us this evening. A 'first' for nearly three weeks.

Just to the east of Wellfleet lies the Cape Cod National Seashore and we follow signs for Marconi Beach. We stand on the famous beach from where people actually believed that a signal could be sent from here all the way to Europe. Fools! It'll never work.

Then Vicky fancies having a quiet lie down in the dunes but we find that they are out of bounds for conservation purposes. Gotta give 'em time to recover, eh?

From there, we head back along Route 6 all the way to Barnstable, where we turn off onto R6A just so we can get in a quick game of crazy golf at a place just outside Sandwich that has been 'calling' us all week. It's a tough course but we are skilled and experienced players and it holds no fears for us. The light is fading fast by the time we have fought out 18 holes of close combat. It's nearly 6:00pm by the time we finish and the owner is keen to close-up. We are the last to leave.

We head back to our room and eat our quiche feast with real veg and fruit in preparation for how things will be when we get back home. The days of eggs, bacon, pizzas, cheese, and home fries are well and truly over (unless we come back, that is).