On Being Old--7 Cape Cod Caper Day 2

Today a high speed, two hour ferry ride whisked our group to Nantucket. The town, a typical tourist area, found only a smattering of people roaming the uneven cobbled-stoned streets, since Labor Day had passed. After a short walk from the pier we discovered a quaint whaling museum. An interesting lecture informed us of the whaling trade that flourished on the island. On the main floor from the ceiling hung a skeletal structure of the most desirous whale of the trade, the sperm whale.


A light rain turned into a torrential downpour forcing us to take shelter in a restaurant where we tried the area’s noted sandwich, “the Lobstah” Roll. After all the hype we did not find the sandwich very appealing. Anyway we waited out the storm.

The afternoon tour took us past sights such as the First Congregational Church; the oldest building on the island– “a salt-box” style [slanted roof]; and an old mill. Before boarding the ferry back to the main land, we had to take a short ice cream cone break.

Upon our return to the main land, the bus awaited to scurry us off to the Chowder House for a lobster dinner. Rosemary and I looked forward to this meal and were sorely disappointed. The whole lobster was cold and water soaked and the mussels near inedible. The efficient and fun staff was not good enough to offset the poor meal.

On a whole today’s experience – especially the people we travelled with – rated as a desirable piece of candy.

Ciao