1. Ah Truro. Utterly peaceful. Birds wake us in the morning, cicadas buzz us to sleep at night. You can see the sky. Mars is closer to earth in its orbit than it has been for 60,000 years and it shimmers pinkish in the late night sky. We missed the meteor shower, overshadowed by the brightness of the full moon. Last year we lie on the beach at Corn Hill in our sleeping bags and giggled with delight as the meteors streaked across the sky. You can ride your bike for miles, seeing no one, listening to the birds and feeling the breezes. No Walmart, no Barnes and Nobles, no Circuit City, no K-Mart…..
The weather was turbulent for the first several days. Crystal clear beach days would turn to downpours at the drop of a sand toy, cranky days at home saved by the return of the sun. But we were just so glad to be here. Finished Oryx and Crake in the first days. Didn’t love it as much towards the end. Hated the actual ending. But quickly moved on to Dan Brown’s Angels and Demons which I adored. Not just because it took place in Italy and focused on a diabolical plot built around Bernini’s sculptures. But I’ve already said too much. I devoured it and am having trouble finding my next book. Tried to start a few, but they paled in comparison. Alex sadly –for him- finishedthe fifth Harry Potter yesterday and was besides himself. He had been laughing aloud everyday at the beach reading it.He only let himself read it at the beach, because otherwise it would go too quickly. Back at the cape house, he switched to reading ancient Dorothy Sayers novels, which he also enjoyed. I will tackle the 900 page Potter when I get home…it will keep the vacation spirit alive. Susan has been reading her newspapers.
We have biked, kayaked in the Pamet river, been to the drive-in, to see Freaky Friday –Alex laughed a lot at that one too; have spent long, luxurious days at Long Nook beach, which we all, as a family, agree, is the most beautiful spot in the world. Quiet evenings are spent reading, singing and playing the guitar, sometimes braving the crowds at the Highland Creamery for ice cream. We haven’t been into town yet. But we will… Life is good.