Day 5 of our Cape Cod vacation found us driving to the Outer Cape. About as out as you can get and still be on the Cape actually…
Provincetown.
Or P’town as it’s known to the locals.
I’ve heard it’s the place to be in the summer, but it was November and the wall to wall tourists were long gone. Sadly, so was most of the fun as many places were closed for the season. But we managed to have a good time all the same.
As you draw near, you realize it’s unlike other sections of the Cape.
John F. Kennedy designated a National Seashore here…
And there are miles upon miles of unspoiled beach.
As well as some pretty impressive sand dunes along the road.
But it was cool, foggy and threatening rain so we kept driving… keeping an eye out for this:
Thankfully it’s hard to miss on the skyline. Wanting to climb to the top for the fabulous views, I was unaware of the museum at it’s base.
Never one to pass up a museum, we began strolling.
The first thing you notice? Pilgrims.
And Pilgrim history. Figuring it was because they landed up the coast at Plymouth… I had to admit I was shocked.
Whaaaat? You mean my grade school teachers got it wrong…
And I went all the way to Plymouth to photograph a rock for nothing! Yes ladies and gentlemen, the Pilgrims landed in P’town first. And believe me when I say they take that fact very seriously at the museum.
But it wasn’t all Pilgrims.
The building was filled with maritime history…
And a musk ox, like any good museum should be.
There were recreations of a Captain’s ship board quarters…
Which aside from the chamber pot, looked pretty comfy.
As well as his home on land.
There was an antique fire engine…
And a wreath made of human hair.
Because who doesn’t want one of those hanging on their living room wall?
There were maps of the Cape..
With questionable artwork.
Is it me, or is that Griffon in dire need of a Jane Russell 18 hour bra?
There was some Arctic expedition fashion…
Shoes!
Even a rooster hat…
And a couple of local celebs who clearly knew how to have a good time.
Yes, there was a Mayflower replica…
But it was the antique doll collection that made me want to run screaming from the room.
Holy Hell, those things are creepy.
I mean, come on…
You know this one will be feasting on your flesh long before you’re dead.
Quick…
Find the monument before she gets hungry.
I wanted a lighthouse but the monument fit the bill pretty closely…
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Tall and positively exhausting to climb. They could be twins.
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Maybe, if one of them is trampled by a mammoth…
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Mammoths.
There’s never one around when you need one.
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I loved all of these, I would so love to visit. But I do vicariously through your blog River, but next time maybe skip the creepy doll exhibit? I mean, yeah I’ve seen too many episodes of Ghost Adventures to know creepy dolls=ghosts. lol
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I’m afraid I can’t. They creep me out….
And if they creep me out? I need to share.
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… sand is a poor substitute for a rock. I can see why the Mayflower sailed on.
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Ha!
Pilgrims… they’re so fickle.
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Is it me, or is that Griffon in dire need of a Jane Russell 18 hour bra? <–my first thought was a nut cup. LOL!!
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Yup.
That would work as well…
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“of a Jane Russell 18 hour bra?” What’s/who’s a Jane Russell?? Was she a pilgrim? A Drag Queen? You old people sure use strange terms!!
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A Pilgrim? Howard Hughes would probably disagree….
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Like hell if I’d want to wake up with one of those dolls in my bed when I was a kid!
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I doubt you would have lived to tell about it….
😳
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Ya just had to add those creepy dolls..😱 and now I’ll probably have nightmares.
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Hey, if I have to?
You have to.
😉
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Caring is sharing I suppose.
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I think I meant sharing is caring. I’m too frazzled to make an ounce of sense.
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I think the doll has already started to eat your brain.
Run!
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First, I looooooved Provincetown. Loved. Will go back.
Second, Griffon bra comment LOLZ
Third, the boots are hawt!
Fourth, scariest dolls I’ve ever seen. And my MIL is a collector.
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Beware people who sleep with antique dolls in their bedroom. Their souls were stolen long ago…..
*Shudders*
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When my husband left the service, we lived with my in-laws for several months before house and job all came together — and River, we slept in the doll room hehehehee!
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Nooooo!
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Yes. Fortunately, many of them had been in the living spaces of her previous home, so they were … familiar faces. We did put two of them in the closet. We agreed, those two were not okay.
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I wouldn’t have slept a wink. Oh! The horror….
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