Two women came out to greet us and it turned out they were the owners. Within minutes we felt quite at home. All checked in we had booked room 6, which is a large room on the first floor; up a steep staircase just off reception. Took a bit of doing getting our bags up there but we only had to do it the once. The room had very high ceilings which were described as cathedral, and high up a stained glass window which, as we were to find out later, let the afternoon sun in. We also had a view of the Pilgrims Monument from our room. You can't get lost in ‘P’Town’ as it’s called locally, you just head for the tower.
Back down we go to reception and Robyn and Audri are happy to explain where the beaches are, all the good restaurants and being just one block from Commercial Street we were soon off to explore. Getting there you have go through Pearl Street. There you turn right into Commercial Street. The weather still wasn't playing the game: dark grey clouds and occasional drizzle.
On we marched until eventually all the restaurants and shops became just people's homes, passing a very nice looking hotel called the Red Inn. We looked at their menu but it was very expensive: we'll give that one a miss.
We walked as far as a roundabout which seemed to mark the end of Provincetown but just before that was a boulder built tide break that seemed to go across to a light house we decided to give it a try but after only about two hundred meters wearing only flip flops we headed back to dry land, give that a go another day.
On our way back we looked in some very nice shops selling art and not what you would normally expect from a seaside town, things were slightly more upmarket. We eventually came across a restaurant called Jimmy's Hideaway and that was our choice for tonight's grub.
We pulled the curtains but the light still flooded in from that window high up though a couple of minutes in bed I fell straight asleep. We had set our alarms for three hours later and before we knew it those hours had passed; time for a shower and a change of clothes. We opened the curtains and low and behold: sun.
The shower took a bit of getting used to, it was right at the end of the bathroom and under a sloping roof, watch your head. I got away with it unscathed but my partner bashed his head and a cut appeared. Won't make that mistake again or will he..?