The tops of the buildings blended into the grey clouds. The rain held off, but the mist coated our faces. My sunglasses fogged up so much that I couldn’t see a thing.
We started our day trip to Provincetown taking a fast ferry out of downtown Boston. Arriving to the city early in the morning on Sunday, there was not a soul in sight.
As we boarded the ferry and pulled out of port, I got to see a new side of Boston. While I have been to the Boston Aquarium countless times, this was my first glimpse of the backside of the building. It gave me a new perspective on how I look at Boston.
The ride to P-town was a bit choppy and disagreeable, but after almost two hours, we finally arrived.
Stepping out of the boat, the first thing you realize about P-town is that it is dog friendly. There were dogs on the ferry, dogs laying around in the art galleries, and dogs sitting with their owners outside at restaurants.
As a dog-lover, I couldn’t get enough.
The next thing you notice about P-town is the lack of corporately owned stores. As the on-boat concierge told us on the ferry, all boutiques must be privately owned.
And this is why P-town is so charming. You can find small boutiques that are completely unique and adorable. Local artists provide pieces only available in P-town, so you know your friend won’t have the same pair of earrings.
My purchase-of-the-day was a pair of blue and white butterfly wing earrings.
Now before you freak out that butterflies were killed, they died of natural causes. I was concerned as well. The artist collects butterflies that were killed of natural causes in rain forests and makes earrings out of their delicate wings. Set in silver linings, the wings are almost incandescent in the way they reflect the light.
For lunch, we ate at the Lobster Pot and I had an amazing Lobster Newburg, something I’ve never tried before. It is lobster claws cooked in a sherry-based sauce with breadcrumbs and orzo macaroni. Something new, but delicious.
We walked into as many shops as possible and saw art from amazing local artists. And at the end of the day, we took a smoother ferry ride back home to Boston.
So if you’re looking for a day trip, consider hopping onto the ferry to Provincetown and exploring the numerous small shops and galleries.
As we pulled
back into Boston at dusk, the city looked eerily similar, like we had never left. With the clouds still enveloping the buildings, we began our drive home.