I had the good fortune to slip away last week and take a trip to Nantucket. I was able to stay from Wednesday to Sunday; just in time for the Nantucket stroll. If you’re unfamiliar with this event, it’s when all the vendors decorate their stores, the whaling museum puts over 80 trees in their exhibit, and the town turns into a thing of the past. All inclusive of this special weekend are Christmas carolers in vintage clothing singing in the streets, Santa arriving by a coast guard boat and parading down Main Street, and the town crier ringing his bell. It was simply magical.
While I was there I took a few tours of the island–all within walking distance of my hotel. The houses are amazing. The Cape Cod colors, the whale weathervanes, and the crushed shell driveways. I think I’ll start my piggy bank today, in hopes of buying one of these homes for the summertime!
I was able to see a local play–The Christmas Carol, no doubt. It was wonderful. The talent was spot-on, the songs were festive, and it even snowed on stage. The theatre was located next to one of the old churches located on the island. Afterward, everyone walked to wherever they needed. Not many people use cars on the island. I simply walked the two blocks back to my hotel and stayed in for the rest of the evening.
I will certainly mark this trip as one of my favorites. From the nothing-like-it hotel to the twinkling lights on each tree, it was unforgettable. I even met and had my book signed by Nancy Thayer, a long-time resident of the island for the past 31 years.
My Christmas present came early this year. With my memory, I hope I can recall all that happened! Did I mention I left my camera at home?
Oh well, I’ll tap into how it made me feel—simply wonderful:)