For the love of Nantucket ...

Just a couple of weeks before we left for New York my mom sent all of us girls an email saying, Daddy would really like to take a trip to Nantucket.  What do you think?  Well, I for one, did not need any thinking time on that one.  My response was a definite, yes please!

The last time I had visited Nantucket was on another sister's trip about five years ago.  I had just gone through a pretty rough break up and was still in the throws of heartache - crying, depressed, apathetic ... you know.  Courtney had said, "If you are going to be like this the whole trip, you can't come.  You can't cry while you are here."  In hind sight, that is pretty funny.  At the time, not so much.  Not that my sisters weren't totally supportive and sweet and tried to empathize with me, but they all just thought enough already!!!  It was still a great trip then, despite my emotional state, but it was an even better trip this time, maybe because of my emotional state.

We drove down from upstate NY and took the car over on the ferry from Hyannis, Massachusetts.

I am telling you what. As soon as that ferry approached the Nantucket harbor, I was so happy to be back.  It is a slice of heaven on earth and I felt so lucky just to be there again.

My parents have good friends, Jeff and Porter, who have a second home on Nantucket and they were gracious enough to offer it to us for the time we were there. Jeff, Porter and their children were waiting for us at the dock, so excited to take us out to their favorite seafood shack for dinner.  (Someone forgot to tell them none of us really ate seafood ... I am sure they thought we were nutty for passing up the lobster, cod, and salmon and opting for chicken fingers.  I can admit that that is a bit of a shame, isn't it?)

But it was a nice beginning to an incredible few days on the "Grey Lady" ... the scenery in that corner of the harbor was pretty incredible too.