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What do you do when you basically have only 48 hours to spend in both Cape Cod and Boston?
Find all of the oysters and chowda you can and go to town. And we did just that.
I’d never been to either place before, but consider myself an expert now on both locations so I’ll proceed to give you a guide on how to do it right. (Jk.) Well jk about being an expert, but I really will tell you exactly what we did because we packed a lot in and it was an awesome trip- one I’d definitely do again.
First things first. We flew into Boston Thursday night; but due to traffic, construction, and me being afraid to drive in the dark, we didn’t actually get to the Cape until well after 1:30 a.m., which was less than enjoyable.
We went straight to our friend’s house in Chatham and crashed. It wasn’t until I woke up the next day when I was able to see we were staying in the epitome of what I’ve always imagined gorgeous Cape Cod homes to look like. Weathered grey shingles, brightly colored doors, perfectly aligned windows on each side, it was everything I hoped for and more. I’d visit here again simply to admire the beautiful homes.
Day 1 Plan: Hang out at the Beachcomber– a favorite spot for the locals we were told.
What actually happened: Beachcomber was randomly closed due to a fundraiser, so we drove to Provincetown, instead.
This place was awesome! We had oysters and drinks near the water, walked up and down the quaint little streets, and popped into a few boutique hotels for some chowder. I suggest stopping by The Red Inn.
Before heading back to the Lyons household, we made a pit stop so the guys could get on paddle boards while Hannah and I watched from the comfort of dry land, drinks in hand.
Day 1 evening plan: hang out at the Chatham Squire.
What actually happened: We never actually left the house after dinner because someone fell asleep early (me.) I’ve told you I’m a 10-hours-of-sleep kinda girl.
Day two went according to plan, for the most part. The guys golfed while Hannah and I walked the main street of Chatham and shopped a bit.
For lunch we had more oysters and chowder (probably the best chowder I’ve ever had in my life) at The Squire before heading into Boston.
Since we didn’t get into the city until around 4:00 p.m. on Saturday, we spent the majority of our time walking around Newbury street before making our way toward Fenway.
I often rank stadiums based on their food and Fenway comes in at number one. I bought a $25 lobster roll that was worth every dollar. I would have taken a photo of said lobster roll to prove just how delicious it was, but I devoured that thing in less than thirty seconds.
And that concludes our 48 hour getaway. I wish we had more time in Boston, but Harlow was calling my name back in Chicago. If only he could travel with us…
Have you ever been to Boston? What should we do on our next trip?