The next day we woke up for some breakfast and they had some tasty quiche, muffins, and fruit etc.
Then we went for a bus tour of the island, and a while after we set off we were passed by a limousine and several black SUVs on a small country road because President OBAMA was in them and was holidaying on the island. Excitingggggg. (Not photographed, President Obama… sob)
So that was cool, then we drove out to see the Gay Head Lighthouse, it almost got destroyed by erosion but it was picked up and moved back from the coast to save it.
There were some beautiful cliffs we could look out over.
We stayed this side of the beach because the other side was a nudist beach – even though it was Kim’s birthday she didn’t want to wear just her birthday suit.
Our bus tour guide was an extra in Jaws and we passed the ‘jaws bridge’ where kids like to jump off.
We stopped for a quick lunch.
And then we went to the oldest carousel in the USA.
As you go round you can collect rings from a little dispenser machine, if you collect the brass ring you get a free go (hence the phrase to ‘grab the brass ring’).
After the carousel we went to look round the original ‘gingerbread houses’ that started off as a Methodist summer camp and progressed from tents to cottages.
They all had different colour themes and names. There was also a tiny cottage museum we looked round for $2.
There were lots of artefacts from the original Methodist camps that were nice to look round.
Also we tipped over the scales for out gaying ourselves when we got chatting to a nice elderly lesbian couple in the gift shop who wore rainbow neckerchiefs (I swear) and Kim started exchanging cat photographs with them on her phone. This really happened. There was actually a very large portion of gay holiday makers there and a lot of English people, a lot of resist trump signs everywhere in shops and on car bumpers; I feel like I fulfilled my holiday stereotype by picking Martha’s Vineyard but I really didn’t know it was so popular with my people.
We spent quite a while looking at all the houses, it was like we had permission to be nosy although I think the people who owned the houses must not have minded it because they were all sat out on their porches. Some of them had clearly put things out on their porches to attract tourists like this cute little dove who had a sign next to her.
And activities for kids (or childish adults like myself and yes I did manage to find all 26 thank you very much).
Who knew that Methodists were such skilled craftsmen?
After that we walked back to the hotel for a change of clothes.
And stopped off for Mexican food.
A squashed penny to add to my collection (vital to my travels).
And then, THEN, the most exciting part of the whole trip other than seeing Obama (Kim vehemently disagrees), we saw not one but two real live skunks. And no they were not stinky, they only smell if they’re threatened or they get run over. I thought they’d be bigger but they were happily snouting about. Our bus tour guide said the island was over run with them since hippies brought them here as pets and they have no predators on the island. They were just so cute, Kim didn’t agree and screamed, when I went to take a photo she assured me that if I got sprayed I’d be sleeping outside. Hater.
So that was our lovely trip, I would really recommend a visit if you get the chance there wasn’t anything I didn’t like about Martha’s Vineyard. Back on the ferry we got.
And then it was time for my latest entry to the birthday cake construction contest, this year was tough because America just doesn’t seem to sell cake in packets. There is no Mr Kipling, no cherry madeira (my go-to crafting cake) so I had to buy cakes from the freshly baked section which is all very well but they lack the uniform shape of factory produced cakes for construction.
Kim requested a castle.