There Once Was a Man from Nantucket...

Brant Lighthouse
I know that in the last post Mark briefly mentioned that we had been to Nantucket, but we didn’t give you the proper tour, and it wouldn’t be fair not to share the charms we experienced there. 

It is a place with an intriguing past and quite a privileged present.  We experienced both extremes while we were visiting.  As we made our mooring ball reservations (much like calling ahead to an rv park to reserve a spot) we gasped at the $75 per night fee.  The most expensive thus far for us has been $40, so the price was an omen of what we’d encounter there. 

On shore, Elizabeth and I ventured into some of the many girly boutiques.  She kept just turning over the price tags and saying, “Mom, this t-shirt is $118!!  For a t-shirt!  That’s expensive!”  Needless to say, window-shopping was the only kind of shopping we did that day.  Toto, we aren't in the Caribbean anymore!  I splurged on a souvenir pin for my purse, the one item I'm collecting from everywhere we travel.

Nantucket Harbor view from Whaling Museum Roof
PROVISIONS sandwich shop
We grabbed lunch at a small sandwich shop that had gotten rave reviews on called Provisions.  They had awesome sandwiches on homemade bread.  Our favorite was the Turkey Terrific which was piled with turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce with whole berries in it.  Decadent!  The kids also enjoyed a taste of Nantucket Nectar Cranberry Juice in honor of the many cranberry bogs that are harvested there. 

While we ate outside, we eavesdropped on a group of teenagers who were obviously there for a summer vacation.  They spoke in their “dramatic” accents (which is Elizabeth’s word to describe valley girl talk), going on and on about all the cocktail parties they’d attended so far – such a sad, sad life to lead.  It was blaringly obvious that we had stepped into a world of which we were quite alien.  Most definitely lots of old money.  

Nantucket Nectar Cranberry Cocktail
One of our favorite places was the Whaling Museum. It told of the rigorous life of a whaler and the fortunes that the whaling industry bestowed upon Nantucket in earlier days. Before the discovery of petroleum, the oil from the sperm whales was used to light lanterns, lubricate machinery, and make candles. The museum was fascinating for all of us, and it even houses a Discovery Room where the kids got to do a Nantucket Mural Search, learn the nautical flag alphabet, and dress in typical clothing from the past.

The scenery in Nantucket is much like the other New England coastlines that we have seen.  Beaches are covered in shells indigenous to this area such as quahog, mussels, and scallops.  Many shorelines are spotted with the Cape Cod style grey homes which are accentuated by beautiful yards of flowers, especially huge hydrangeas and lilies.  Nantucket is often referred to as The Grey Lady due to the frequent fog and the grey homes that line its shores.   As we sailed out of the harbor to set off for Martha’s Vineyard, we saw families wading out into the waters in front of their homes digging for quahogs, or clams.  And it again seems that we are experiencing a whole new culture and world along these rocky shores.  Luckily, the privileged still welcome lowly cruisers such as us.  It was a charming town and a worthwhile stop. 

Digging for Quahogs on a sunny afternoon!
Our parking lot...
Cool painting on side of building.  Can you see Bermuda and even Buenos Aires??  What a long trip it's been!!
Typical mode of transportation on the island.

Grey Lady adorned with Hydrangeas

Hydrangeas to match Elizabeth's dress!!  How chic!
Seashore covering Brant Light beach
Michael running around Brant Lighthouse with new friends!
Nantucket Sunset and Brant Light in Background


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