05.31.04
Cruising – Martha’s Vineyard
We woke up today anchored off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard at a place called Oaks Bluff along the southern part of the island. As it was our first excursion day off the boat and non of us had ever been to MV, we were pretty excited but after walking around the little town square for an hour, using the word “quaint” over and over, it became somewhat less interesting than anything going on back on the ship so we returned and spent the rest of the afternoon laying by the indoor pool and reading. As booze is as easy to get here as writing your name and room number down, lets just say the afternoon was lubricated sufficiently.
We’re back out to sea right now, plodding along along back up the East Coast towards our next port of call, Portland, Maine, tomorrow. We’re suppose to be renting a car and driving down out of Portland to some gay mecca called Alqonquit tomorrow morning but as we’re watching the weather maps, it looks like all the storms that have pummeled the mid-West and points further east is getting ready to crash on down into New England tonight so who knows. Of course the one thing I wanted to do was hook up with J.Go and kidnapped him by putting him in my backpack and bringing him on board because God knows besides Jeff, myself, and Jeff’s parents, the fabulous and fun factor is a minimum and if anyone knows how to whip it up, it’s J.Go. Unfortunately, we’re not going to get a chance to blog-up because of our out of town excursion.
We did hook up with the front desk manager for dinner last night and she gave us the scoop that all the ship fun is really down in the “below decks” with the staff and crew who have two of their own bars and play areas. Of course we’re not allowed down there but we’re working on it. We pumped her all during dinner for the stories behind the on-board morgue, inter-crew intrique, and other shananigan’s which she was more then happy to ply us with. She pulled Jeff and myself aside over dessert and thanked us for being under 35 since this cruise is notoriously over 83. We just accepted the compliment and decided to let the fact that Jeff is a wee-bit over 35 ride. We’re hoping to stay awake past 11pm tonight so we can go up to the Crow’s Nest Bar and hang with the musical cast though of course Mondays are country-western line dancing. Now if Gatsby’s Ghost were here, I know some cast member’s who’d be all up in his business and stuff, but since he’s not and we are, we’re thinking maybe going to bed early and hitting the hang-out tomorrow. Hehehehe, who are we kidding? Everyone knows we’re in bed by 10pm, regardless.
I’ve never been ANYPLACE with as little (as in NONE) eye-candy as there is here. I mean, not even in a fleshy bear-daddy way. It’s desert as far as the eye can see, dammit.
May 31, 2004 at 8:27 pm
I think that’s Ogunquit, although if you run into the ghost of Dorothy Parker, I’ll stand corrected.
And if you ever want to learn any of the hee haw dances, I’ll be happy to oblige. There’s even one called the tush push, which must have been tailor made for the gay boys.
Ah, J.Go. Maybe I should consider returning to Portland, the ancestral home.
Hope you’re having fun, kids!
May 31, 2004 at 9:15 pm
Isn’t Martha’s Vineyard where Carly Simon resides? Sounds like your having fun!
June 1, 2004 at 12:05 am
Hey Beau! I was excited to hear you guys were this far north, lemme know if I can help w/ your next stop. I have some friennds in Portland. Ogunquit is cool from what Ive heard. Hope all is well w/you both.
Graham
aaron said,
June 1, 2004 at 4:49 pm
take note, when there is no eyecandy, it means you are the eyecandy. enjoy!