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The water was so beautiful at the National Seashore down in Provincetown this weekend. Tom and myself, along with a friendly Canadian psychiatrist we found along the way spent Sunday taking photos and walking down to the beach, then huffin and puffin up the sand dunes again. I was actually the only one huffin and puffin but marching-up a steep sandy hill is hard enough... doing it in 35-degree weather with heavy wind and half frozen sand makes the trek even more unexpectedly aerobic.
Tom's place there is cozy and charming and beautiful and I can't wait until he's there permanently. He'll fit right in among the year-round locals and when he's there, it's a side of him I never see, he's actually happy; I think. Sometimes it's hard to tell with him.
I had the best clam chowder of my life on Saturday night. It hasn't been that long since I've had it but the experience was near orgasmic. mmmmmmmm, get a big bowl of it at Bayside Betsy's next time you're there. The next best thing is Betsy's homemade, homestyle chocolate layer cake.. I'm just up in Boston but trust me, I'll not find anything that comes close to Betsy's clam chowder or cake.
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