I couldn’t help but think of one of George Costanza‘s most famous lines from Seinfeld. After yesterday‘s slightly inclement weather today was very nice. Although at the lighthouse I visited it was cloudy, everywhere west of that point was not. The temperature was just above 60° but no wind and a lot of sun made it feel very nice and comfortable.
I slept for 10 solid hours last night, which was great because I needed it. And I’m trying to stay on California time. I headed out at 11 o’clock this morning and headed towards the easternmost end of Long Island. I really wonder what it would be like here in the summertime, high season. Most of the speed limit, except for a small portion, was no more than 40 miles an hour, and there aren’t many roads that go around the towns so it gets pretty congested. It took an hour and a half to go 36 miles. But it was a lovely 36 miles. Don’t get me wrong.
Montauk point at the end of Long Island is the location of the fourth oldest lighthouse in the United States. It’s now a historic landmark and functioning lighthouse. And it’s very well kept. It was a very nice stop.
On my way to the lighthouse, I happened to see stables that offered horseback riding. On the way back I stopped just to check it out, but then I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I took a very short guided ride on the back of Moreno, with Maia.
After that, I headed back west and stopped in the town of Montauk to walk around a little bit. It was also time for me to have something to eat. Since I didn’t get New England clam chowder yesterday, I was hoping for it today. A local I talked to recommended a pub and eatery called Shagwong Tavern, where I indeed had a chance to have New England clam chowder. It was an excellent representation of the classic dish. Incidentally. Shagwong is the indigenous Montauk word for “place up on the hill.”
Any scattered clouds really gave way to full sun again this afternoon, which made for a very pleasant drive back to Southampton and my hotel. Rather than staying on the main route, I meandered through some back roads which gave me an opportunity to see something different.
Oh, and by the way, when I was in Montauk, I walked past a realtor. Well, these are not the types of homes that I’m driving past a lot— most of what I’m seeing is not on the beach. That’s not to say that the homes aren’t gorgeous: most of them are. I took a picture of one for sale; can you see the listing price? … It’s $7+ million. I thought about asking if I could walk through it. 😉
I also made a quick stop near the town of East Hampton to look at the beach. I think East Hampton is what I pictured in my head when they went to the Hamptons on Seinfeld. This is a very long stretch of nice beach in each direction from where I stood. Just left of the picture below there were homes along the beach. I noticed that there wasn’t much public parking at all so I wonder where people park or how they get to the beach if they come here in the summertime. Maybe they have to walk from town if they don’t live on the beach. First-world problems seem to abound in the Hamptons. 😆
After I got back to the hotel, I rested for a couple hours.
Mel and his family arrived in New York City yesterday for his grandmother’s party—the main reason for this trip. I’m attending his grandmother’s party too. This evening he took the train to meet me for dinner, in honor of his recent university graduation. We’ll go back tomorrow together for the party tomorrow night.
Delicious!
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