Sandwich Anyone?

10/6
From Bar Harbor to Sandwich MA. 6+ hours of driving down the coast for a while and then through Boston, in and out of the rain – don’t even want to think about driving Boston again anytime soon.
We arrived at Sandwich late afternoon. Thanks to serendipitous connections we are staying at a small home on Cape Cod. The home is delightful, full of character and hints of the people who own the home. (I’d like to get to know them better.)
We don’t have a feel for the area yet. Last evening by the time we scouted out a place to eat and bought some things for breakfast today it was dark and starting to rain. The TV was not enough to hold our attention and so we turned in early once again. After about 10 hours of sleep we woke to more rain. And then more rain. At the moment we are ‘sandwiched’ in. The name of the place we’re staying is called ‘by-a-brook’. Actually it is now ‘in-a-brook’. The rain, over an inch, has the brook up over the road and surrounding the house. The yard table and chairs, toys, plants – all in-a-brook. Not being use to this we called the owners just to see what we should do. Their comment: ‘At Cape Cod the water goes in and the water goes out.’ Apparently high tide and lots of rain just happens.
So at the moment we have no where we have to be, no one we have to see. It’s all good! Perhaps it is the best thing that can happen. It will give Jerry a time to give his body some much needed rest. It is going to be a long slow process one that is hard to give in to.
So now, it’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring ….
Later in the day – Jerry woke up ! We stopped in at the library to check our email, a coffee shop where Jerry got an ice cream cone and a coffee then rode down the Cape a little. Eventually we ended up on a beach for a short time. Three weeks ago I was on the beach in NC today in MA. After Jerry’s rest he seemed to be walking better but is no where near the ‘let’s take a walk on the beach’ stage.
Appropriately, we picked up a Sandwich for supper and took it back to our safe little home where once again the brook was within its natural boundaries. We however, are not. All is good!