Little foggy

The sun is shining, but we are heading into thick fog. Its a little past 8am and I think we are heading into what they call the open sea (?), as we ferry our way to Block Island. They really are using a fog horn!

G just said we would see the island if there wasn’t fog. Today, I suppose, it will be sneaking up on us.

Locker, Vespa rental. And away we go.

It’s pretty hot and humid. 80 degrees and climbing, with 90 percent humidity. The Vespa was a great choice! We could cool off and see the whole island. It felt like nothing could beat the oppressive thick heat, but on the back of the Vespa, wind in my hair, I felt great! We left the fog behind and enjoyed a fun ride.

After a nice lunch. A frozen Amberhol Spritz oh my! AC is in short supply here on Block, so frozen drinks are a perfect way to cool down on a beautiful Inn porch.

We had to race back to return the bike (how did four hours slip by so fast?)

Spent time at two beaches. I found no orbs where I walked, I looked hard. Found tons of hidden trash though. G had a seal hang out with him in the water at one empty beach we found.

We went back in the water right before buying ice cream for the ferry ride back.

Sunburned teens and tired children. Lots of crying and exhausted silence on this return ride. As I reflected on our day and realized that it was a full twelve hours, most of it outside in the sun and humidity. No wonder we were exhausted!

My summer cold had me feeling like going straight to bed when we got back. G and his mom wanted to walk down to a summer fireman’s carnival for a hot dog. This tiny event is something from G’s childhood. I opted out. If I feel better tomorrow I’ll join, but tonight my day is complete.