Still traveling . . .

Sunshine accompanied Melisa on her walks nearly every day I attended the writing workshop. It figures that on the days I’m able to go outside and snap a few photos the skies turn an ominous and depressing gray.

Oh well. I take what I can get. I’ve not transferred any of my Nikon shots to the PC and, in fact, I’ve not used my Nikon a whole lot. But, I did use the Samsung Note II on a number of occasions, so I will share a few of those shots in this brief update.


I’m too tired and my mind too fried to remember the locations of all these shots, but these are all from “the Vineyard.” Yes, I am now one of them folks who can say “I was at the Vineyard this past week.” 

I can even drop the names of a couple of well-known authors I’ve met there. But, I’m uncomfortable in any Kennedy-like role, so I’ll refrain from it.

The above shot looks as if it could benefit from Paper Artist . . .


. . . perhaps this previous favorite . . . 


Eh, perhaps I’ll do better on Topaz once I’m home. 

Meanwhile, a few more sights from the Vineyard.




Hmm . . . another potential target for Paper Artist, methinks.



I also have a number of shots of autumn-tinted-trees lining various Vineyard roads, but those will wait until I get home.

All too soon, it was time to leave the island.

The destination was Cape Cod. Again, I was looking forward to saying stuff like “the Cape is mucho droll this time of year.”

Alas, the Cape was drab and largely uninteresting. I did not snap many photos because most of it was a huge disappointment. I started wondering if perhaps its reputation was more that of a status symbol as opposed to a place people like. The only photo I took was of this beach:


Yes, I snapped a few more photos at this beach, but for now this one will suffice. 

I then made a HUGE mistake . . . we went to eat here:


The thinking was to have yet another sampling of Fish-n-Chips. Alas, I saw a seafood saffron risotto on the menu, and opted for it, instead.

Since most of those meals are generally small, I also ordered what turned out to be a very rich (creamy) lobster & clam chowder.


Three pieces of corn bread with butter and an empty chowder cup later, the meal arrived . . .


Just in case it’s not obvious, that plate is deep. There were three big oysters and a number of mussels, pieces of crab and lobster, pieces of calamari, three or four large shrimp, good-size pieces of swordfish, numerous pieces of scallops, and lots of rice swimming in another rich creamy sauce.


There is something most people don’t know about me . . . I eat a lot. At home, I can generally polish off a half a pound of pasta without breaking a sweat, and that’s after my pre-dinner snacks and before my after-dinner snacks. A Big-C hamburger is no match for me, even with a large order of fries.

I don’t remember the last time I was unable to finish something I ordered. In fact, I usually help Melisa finish whatever she orders (unless, of course, she orders a salad).

I will remember this meal for having bested me . . .


We are traveling, so the leftovers were not put in a doggie bag. That’s something that grates on me, wasting food, but I simply had no other choice.

I asked the server if anyone ever finishes this particular dish, and she said no. I believed her.

Tomorrow Plymouth, and then possibly Salem. Then, Tuesday home.

It’s been a great trip. Melisa fulfilled her goal of having set foot on all 50 States. I found out I suck less than some (at least when it comes to writing). We ate a number of good meals. Most of all, we met amazing people.

Even more amazing, I discovered the land of plenty (of Dunkin’ Donuts). Except for our time on Martha’s Vineyard, we were never more than a half mile from a Dunkin’ Donuts. Tomorrow I plan to buy another 25 glazed munchkins to bring the total for the trip to an even 100.


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14 Responses to Still traveling . . .

  1. oneowner says:

    I like these photos. I may have to get me the Paper Artist, though my crappy phone is no match for the Note. But now I’m hungry for sea food. Wonder if I have any of Gorton’s of Gloucester in the freezer.


    • disperser says:

      I don’t know if Paper Artist is a Samsung app or available for all.

      Also, I don’t think it has controls to modify the settings (I’ve never checked).

      I think I’m all done with seafood for a bit.


  2. mvschulze says:

    Thanks for taking us along. Always a treat to read and see your take. I liked the trextured rendetions of the harbor. Oh, and I also like Dunkin Donuts, not often just for the donuts, however. M :-)


  3. sandra getgood says:

    Mmmm your meal looked delicious. Although I imagine it could probably feed a family of four! We go occasionally to a restaurant called The Dolphin, on the shore here, and I always get the paella. I never can finish it, but it is so good, and I am not shy about taking half of it home.

    I like the effects of the Paper Artist. I also like the pictures you took, just the way you took them.It’s not that I’m easy to please, it’s just that I seem to like the way you do things. Preferably in color, I hasten to add. Imagine a smile emoticon right there.


    • disperser says:

      I would have loved talking that home. If course, two days without refrigeration is not something I want to risk.

      As for the pictures . . . thank you. That’s very nice of you to say.

      . . . thank you also for keeping this emoticon-free


  4. Oh, I love seeing these photos! What a beautiful place! And so glad you two are having such a wonderful trip! :-)
    Egads! I love seafood! I wish I could have your leftovers. :-) I hate that, too, about traveling…can’t doggy-bag it. :-(
    I hope you will show us photos of Plymouth and Salem!
    Oh…And if we promise to be good, will you take us on another trip some day?! ;-)
    How cool that Melisa has been to all 50 states! I’d love to hear her tell about her travels!
    BTW: I wish I knew which authors you met. But, I admire that you don’t want to be Kennedy-like in any way.
    I believed you.
    Sucker-HUGS!!! :-)


  5. I’m rewarded with back-reading to see some pix of your trip :) If I ate seafood I would have taken it back anyway and had it as a midnight snack. Or for breakfast. Or something.


  6. AnnMarie says:

    Those photos with the Paper Artist effect are so artsy, they make my heart sing! I especially like the second photo (the dock). Very inspirational. Makes me want to get my watercolors out . . .

    Liked by 1 person

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