I’m back from a whirlwind 5 days in Rhode Island. This vacation was different than the one I took in July. When I went home with Tim, it felt like a vacation because we were doing so many touristy things and I was trying to show him everything in a short amount of time. This trip just felt like coming home and resetting. I wasn’t in vacation mode; I was in home mode. That might not make sense, but for me there is a distinct difference. It’s hard to explain so instead I’ll just fill you in on the past several days.
I had planned on popping inbut I forgot Block Island has limited cell reception and basically no wifi and I didn’t have any desire to be on my phone. I had a pretty overwhelming bloglovin’ feed when I got back. I definitely clicked “mark all as read.” I missed reading my favorite blogs but I needed to unplug.
Friday night my dad picked me up at the airport on his way to Rhode Island. We arrived in Jamestown and immediately went to bed. Saturday morning we were up early for a quick walk. Every year, our yacht club puts on Fools Rules Regatta. Basically, people build boats made out of “non-marine materials” and sail them 500 yards down the beach. It’s probably my favorite day in Jamestown. When we were younger, we used to participate. Now we just watch and laugh at the outrageous themes and boats sinking as soon as they get wet, winning the “worst example of naval architecture” award.
After Fools Rules, we drove down to my grandparents’ beach house. We tried to rent a paddleboard but the place had already closed so I just hung onto the back of my cousin’s kayak while we paddled around the pond. We had a big dinner with my grandparents before saying our goodbyes and heading back to Jamestown.
Sunday morning we sailed to Block Island. It can take anywhere from 4-8 hours to sail there depending on the wind, tide, and sailing conditions. We were lucky on this trip and made it to Block just before lunch. About an hour out, my dad saw a massive water spout and some fins flopping around. There were several whales just a short distance from us. It sounds really cool, but my mom and I also freaked out considering we were heading directly for them. We changed our course to avoid getting too close (whales can be bigger than our sailboat) and observed from afar.
Block Island is a tourist destination for New Yorkers and Rhode Islanders but very few people live there year round. There is one grocery store, a bunch of very historic hotels, and a few coffee shops and restaurants. The marinas we stay at are about a mile and a half from downtown where everything is, but the route is really scenic so we enjoy walking back and forth several times a day. When I was younger, we would rent bikes and ride around the less inhabited areas of the island but it didn’t work out this year. I went for a run later in the afternoon because I was feeling antsy after spending all morning at sea.
The one thing I don’t love about traveling to places like this is the lack of showers. My parents love taking sunshowers (basically a giant bag filled with water that heats up from the sun) on the boat but I don’t feel as clean so I took the dinghy in to a nearby marina to take advantage of theirs. We made an early dinner and called it a night.
Monday morning we set out for another walk. My mom wanted iced decaf coffee which was surprisingly hard to find and I was on a mission to find a frozen hot chocolate. We had a hard time finding a place but after several coffee shops, we finally found one that had it all.
My brother and his girlfriend arrived on the ferry so we walked downtown again to meet them. Once they got settled and we had lunch, I rented a paddleboard and my mom kayaked alongside as we paddled around some of our favorite inlets for a few hours.
We wanted to pick up a few more groceries for dinner and do some shopping while my dad was on a work call so we went for another walk downtown. I love poking in the same shops year after year that never change.
Tuesday morning we went for a walk and decided to go home early. We hit a bridge when I was 2 and ever since, sailing has been pretty traumatizing for me, so my parents let me take the ferry one way whenever we go somewhere.
I got back to Jamestown a few hours before they got home, so I went for a run, hung out at my old beach with my friends, and met them back at the marina before dinner. We went to Simpatico and got ice cream at Spinnakers after.
Wednesday morning, I went for a walk with my mom and her friend to do some house hunting (side note- while we were on vacation, she accepted a job in Rhode Island and my parents are moving in 6 weeks!!!!!), went for a run, and hung out at the beach with my old coworkers again. I met two of my closest friends for dinner at Crazy Burger in Narragansett. It’s one of my favorite restaurants but the company was even better. I never laugh as hard as I do when I’m with them. My parents met me on the docks when I got home and we got one last ice cream.
And then I was up at the crack of dawn to catch my flight back to reality. I mean Baltimore. 5 days was the perfect amount of time to be home- not too short, not too long (if there is such a thing). It was especially hard leaving the island because it signifies the end of summer. I’ll be back in October, and knowing that I’ll be in Jamestown for Thanksgiving and Christmas from now on makes it a lot easier, so I’m excited for the changes ahead.
Does your family have a “vacation spot”?
Have you ever seen whales?