I’ve never been to Cape Cod.
So when my friends semi-spontaneously decided to head there for the weekend, I was super excited! We left late Friday and arrived at my friend’s awesome estate. I called it an estate because it was super big, looked out into the sea, and surrounded by lovely hydrangeas and lush greenery.
First night at Cape Cod was spent pressing our feet into ocean sand under the dark of night and wordcrafting in a cozy game of Scrabble.
Next morning was greeted with a vast array of different kinds of cereal!
It was such a rare opportunity to be able to mix the different cereals in a bowl.
The day just became amazing.
Up next: candy shop!
We walked around the quaint little town of Chatham and filled our sweet tooth at the Candy Manor. I sampled some super delicious/famous fudge of chocolate-raspberry-goodness and filled a bag with salt water taffies.
Upon return to the estate, hot from the walk, we ran into the cool, clear waters.
To my surprise, the floor of the watery shore was mud, not sand.
I wiggled my toes in the muddy shallows and felt the brushing of swimming minnows that flocked around me. Large crabs also scurried every which way, sometimes startling me.
After a heartily-long time in the water, and after a very pleasant dinner with my friend’s family, my friends and I headed to Sundae School for an amazing treat.
I got a delicious scoop of raspberry oreo ice cream that could rival my longterm favorites.
A beautiful electrical storm came over the cape that night. As rain downpoured outside and lightning lit up the sea, we all huddled on a wee-bit-too-small couch and watched Gravity Falls, a very endearing cartoon.
I got back today.
The trip to Cape Cod was amazing! I wish we could go on more of these epic adventures. Many thanks to my friend for putting up with our antics and providing his lovely home. Perhaps we shall return there someday!
July has been an awesome month of board games.
Aside from Settlers of Catan and Ticket to Ride, my friends and I delved into many other awesomely obscure ones.
First, our farmers went to war in Carcasonne!
We shaped our world one tile at a time, carving out our own roads, monasteries, and castles. Each piece of land marked our destiny.
Second, the rent was too darn high in Monopoly Deal.
Everyone lost all property to one Mr. Moneybags. He collected rent after rent after rent. Even a few “Dealbreaker” cards couldn’t save us poor fellas.
Lastly, we pondered on the tao of life in Tsuro
When each tao/way/path could lead to death, everyone carefully strategized their movements to keep their smooth-stoned avatars alive. In the end we had three winners, each wiser to the way of the Tsuro.
Run away! Run away!
That’s what my roomie’s kitty, Twist, would usually do at the sound of the slightest of footsteps. It’s a very timid kitty, most likely to be found hiding under my roomie’s bed.
Last night, however, Twist dared to venture out. It slowly walked up to me, tilted its head, extended its neck, and closed its eyes. It wanted to be petted! By me!
I felt so honored!
I hope to become good friends with this adorably soft feline.
Full of quaint charm, my July Lost Crate came in a paper-bag-brown cardboard box embellished with a smudged Air Mail stamp.
In contained some super nifty goods:
Carnet by Banditapple
Sized like a tall address book, my Carnet, upon opening, gave came this wonderful paper aroma, dying for the press of a inky pen. Cute golden frogs smiled from the cover, beckoning for some silly adventure to grace its lined pages.
I can’t wait to fill it once I get some inky pens and silly adventure.
0.25km Notebook by Couple D’Idees
I loved this notebook’s idea of looking back, after a bout of writer’s inspiration, and seeing words stringing a distance of quarter kilometer. With a sunny yellow cover, and healthily spaced lines, my 0.25km Notebook is quite the candidate for my next fun with words.
QWERTY pencils by Wild and Wolf
These QUERTY pencils were my favorite! The cardboard tube case was beautifully embellished with typewriter imagery, complete with a typewriter key for a lid. The pencils themselves, had the words “All work no play makes Jack a dull boy” pressed into their side. Love!
My July Lost Crate was awesome. I was pleasantly surprised that they changed the packaging from Aprils’. It really enhanced the experience. If Lost Crates keep up their delectable stationary picks, they’d be selling out all the time like they did this month.
I can’t wait for my next Lost Crate!
Chugga chugga choo choo!
My friends and I became railroad barons in a fierce game of Ticket to Ride.
We each built a train empire, with a slew of routes connecting major cities, to satisfy our hidden objectives.
There was one transcontinental line from Los Angeles to Charleston.
It boldly traveled west, until Houston. There, the westward road was suddenly cutoff by another baron! The train made a screeching halt and then detoured to Dallas.
Dallas, however, provided no relief from the onslaught. Its westward road was also claimed.
The train was forced more north, all the way through Kansas City, where it was eventually able to travel west to Pittsburgh, and down to Charleston.
It was fun watching the train desperately zigzagging across America. The poor passengers surely didn’t anticipate an extra week of detours.
Ticket to Ride was super fun to play. I highly recommend it to any boardgamer.
Fireworks is quite the elicitor of polarized feelings.
On one hand, bright explosions against the night sky is super fun to watch. On the other, I’m easily spooked, and am deeply unsettled by loud noises.
My 4th of July evening was spent grappling with these feelings.
I call it “small animal instinct,” the urge to jump at every BOOM!
It’s not the loudness, but the suddenness that is startling. A well-timed holler would send me flying out of my seat.
My devious friends always played with my jumpy nature.
On night, in my sleepy haze, I stumbled to the bathroom and left the door to my room open.
Upon my return, I sensed something was amiss.
I glanced around. All was dark. All was quiet.
Not certain of the nature of the foul play, I trendily tiptoed to my bed.
Moments before I climbed under the covers, a hand reached out and grabbed my ankle!
I screamed and bolted into the hallway, arms flailing and heart racing, while laughter emanated from under my bed.
I sometimes wish I wasn’t quite so jumpy. It would definitely make fireworks more enjoyable. However, I would miss out on all those funny life stories and experiences. While terrifying in the moment, they provide many chuckles when reminiscing, and I do love the funnies.
I savored the tang of ozone and electricity in the salty air as my heels dug into the sand, still cool from the storm moments before.
It was good to be away from the city, to be in a seaside paradise, if only for a weekend.
The sun was setting. It’s beams peered through the dark clouds and lightning that peppered the skyline.
I tossed off my flip-flops and ran towards the sea.
Shells pebbled the landscape and pricked my too-tender city feet.
I began my dance with the yellow-footed snowy egrets.
Waddling behind these birds up and down the shoreline, I was careful to only place my feet on their tracks.
At the end of the foxtrot, a beautiful conch shell crossed my path.
Its spirals and hue marked it for a fairytale treasure, such as a mermaid’s horn.
With a gentle tug, I lifted it to press it to my ear, to listen to the whispers of an underwater kingdom.
AHHH! HOLY SMOKES IT WAS ALIVE! IT’S EYESPOTS WERE LOOKING AT ME! IT’S FOOT WAS WIGGLING! I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST SAND BUT IT WAS DEFINITELY NOT SAND!
NATURE, YOU SCARY!