Looooong Weekend

I was detatched from technology for a few days, and it felt good. Remember the soggy month of June? I have no idea what it was like in Boston or the rest of the world for the past 5 days, but we saw nothing but absolutely and unbelievably perfect weather for five days. Five days! In a row! It was paradise. Seriously.

We spent our vacation in Martha's Vineyard, with Eric's family. We arrived Thursday afternoon, just missing a crazy hail storm. The fog was lifting as we pulled into the driveway, and it was cool, but bright.

That evening, I met Eric's cousins for the very first time, because they were also on island (they live in Florida). Seems silly that I hadn't met them yet, but Eric still hasn't met all of my family either. We spent the night with the extended family celebrating a birthday, and it gave me the opportunity to get to know everybody. I ate too many cupcakes (I felt fine, but 3 is just too many).

Each morning we woke up and went out for a little exercise; we'd go past the west chop lighthouse and do a little loop-de-loop back to the house. I think it's about 3 miles, total. What a beautiful way to start the day, don't you think?

Friday, Eric and I went to a lagoon in the motor boat with his brother, Will. That night the three of us went to town and picked up supplies for root beer floats (we had them with my family last weekend, and I can't stop thinking about them!). Yum, yum, yum.

On the 4th Eric took me sailing on the sunfish and we spent the afternoon on the beach. When it got dark we went back down to the beach to watch the fireworks. We looked over the water to the coast of Cape Cod, and had a panoramic show. It was very clear out, and we could see at least a dozen displays of fireworks. The big ones seemed to be coming from Falmouth, and we could actually hear them (with a bit of a delay). The neighbors even shot off a few fireworks, so we had some close ones too! If we turned around, we could see the tops of the firworks in Edgartown, on the other side of the island.

Sunday afternoon we went sailing with Eric's parents in a bigger boat, borrowed from the Vineyard Haven Yacht Club, named Fair Dinkum (funny name). It was really windy, so we went fast. Eric's dad always encourages me to help out on the boat, and tells me which ropes to pull. One time I pulled a rope, and it didn't move at all! I looked back at him, feeling like a total idiot, but he's got a good sense of humor and he knows what he's doing, so it wasn't a big deal and he gave me different directions.

We originally planned to leave Sunday night, with Eric's dad, but ended up staying an extra day. I'm so glad we did. In the morning we went into town and scouted out stores. I'm going to contact a few of them about possibly carrying my cards. We headed back to the house for lunch, which we ate on the beach, and we went swimming. The water was chilly, but warmer than you'd think given the past month of grey, rainy days.

We caught the 5 o'clock ferry back to Woods Hole, and pulled up to our apartment at 8:04 PM.

It was a perfect vacation. I can't think of a single bad moment. *Sigh*