We have 10 minutes in the Atheneum library here, so this will be brief.
We are having a fabulous time.
After New York we stayed with Maggie and Caroline (see Rach for details), had a wonderful time, fell in love with Richmond, toured an empty mansion with intricate plasterwork and hidden passages and rooms, knit a lot, fell more in love with Maggie and Caroline and Richmond, left tearfully, wandered up the Eastern Shore of Virgina, saw fabulous old houses with widow's walks, ate at a tiny hole in the wall Italian place in Providence (a very cool city that needs more exploring on my part), spent the night in the perfect motel in Hyannis, took a high speed ferry to Nantucket, where...
Nantucket defies description. It's exactly as you would imagine it, and yet so much more. Maybe it's just because it's still off-season here still (though the days have been beautiful), but everything feels so natural and comfortable. And yet there are amazing historic buildings everywhere, and cobblestone roads, and wild empty beaches, and the nicest people I've ever met. I love it here.
This was helped greatly by the fact that we stayed with the greatest people. I'm almost out of time, or I would compose an ode. They had the sweetest old house with a loft and stain glass and so much love in it, and we were lent a car for touring the island (we made great use of it; I don't think there is a single road we didn't wander down), and we were made a phenomenal dinner, and invited to sit and knit and watch the last Friends (speaking of - anyone else disappointed? not that it ended, just disappointed in the show). What a great time.
I want to sing their praises more, and the praises of the island, but we are guests here, and must be brief. But we'll be back. I'll revisit this island in my dreams, and I know I'll revisit it in real life as well.