Mike and Trace's big gay out
Trip Start Aug 11, 2009
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As you might’ve gathered, Provincetown is a rather gay little village. Massachusetts was the first state to legalise gay marriages etc. I found it a little unnerving at first, but I soon started appreciating the lack of testosterone which made for a very relaxed and very happy environment.
So our very sunny days were spent walking on the beaches, hiking through the forest or biking around the peninsula from beach to beach on super-fast paved bike tracks. Just when we thought our Provincetown experience couldn’t get any better, we went whale watching. We should’ve known the day was going to be special because when we woke up the sky was blue, not a cloud in sight and more importantly, there wasn’t a breath of wind. We boarded The Portuguese Princess at 1:30 pm and set out to find some giants. The captain said it would take about an hour to get where we needed to be but that didn’t stop us from scouring the sea-scape looking for plumes or breaches or flutes.......we did see a seal, which popped up next to the boat briefly just to check what we were about and then scooted off to do sealy things I’d imagine. Soon after that we saw 3 other whale watching boats on the horizon and a few tell-tale black specks on the ocean surface
At one stage all the whales seemed to disappear and we thought we were going to head back to the harbour ,....but then , about 200 meters away we were privileged to see a full grown male breach the surface and come crashing back down into the water. The captain turned the boat around and we headed towards the playful whale. When we got alongside it we realised that there were two males, and I think they were having an argument. They were rolling onto their sides and sticking their 7 foot long fins into the air and slapping them down onto the surface of the water. This went on for about 5 minutes until they both dived and one took off on his own,..
Once we eventually started back towards the harbour, the captain mentioned that there had been a rare dolphin sighting earlier that morning and that he was going to try and find them for us on the way back. A blind man could’ve found them with his stick. I’ve seen my fair share of dolphin but I have never seen anything on this kind of scale. According to the naturalist on our boat there were about 200 dolphins in this pod. They were everywhere. Under the boat, next to the boat, riding the wake caused by the boat, jumping out of the water.....it was such a chaotic scene compared to the serenity of the whales we had just encountered.
Can I just distract you from our whale watching extravaganza to tell you about the fat cow sitting in front of me talking into her phone at the top of her voice. Show some consideration you cream tart gorging monster, we don’t care about the problems you’re having with your daughter. Aaaaaahhhh, I can’t believe she’s talking about being selfish
I’m sorry, I forgot to mention that I’m currently on a bus run by a Chinese company. It’s called the Lucky Star Happy Fun Sun Bus....or something like that.
Back to the whales, and I don’t mean the one sitting in front of me. We noticed that whenever they dived, rings would appear on the surface of the water followed by a terrible stench. Our guide said the rings were caused by expelled whale breathe..............it’s not so cool.
Returning to town on an aquatic high, we had a few beers, some pizza, a few wines, some fudge, a pasta salad followed by a few more beers and wine and then we turned in for the night completely sated. The following day was spent walking along the beach again and drinking beer and eating pizza....um, again. We were both in agreement that we didn’t want to leave this place and our next stop, New York, held no real interest for us anymore. It’s tough being us.
All I know is that next Friday, I’ll be home......that’s a very comforting thought indeed.
America: Big ideas and small print.