I don't know WHY it took me 25 years to get to Nantucket. Maybe because I'm a Midwesterner who, before our trip last week, had only experienced the northeast via NYC. Nantucket is heaven. It's bliss. It makes you say things like "adorable", "cute", "charming", "cozy", "picturesque", and "fantasy" over and over again. Sam and I stayed in Cape Cod but took the ferry over to the island for the day. We strolled in and out of the boutiques along the cobblestone roads, rented a Vespa, and laid by the beach.
We lunched at Corazon del Mar to cure our homesickness for Tex Mex. I drank a true Mexican coke straight from the glass bottle. Again, bliss. My only regret was not staying overnight in Nantucket. But at rates of about $750/night at most hotels, it costs a pretty penny. We did visit the White Elephant Hotel for dinner and sat on their patio overlooking the water. I tried my first bowl of clam chowder and it was everything I thought it could be. When we left the restaurant, there was an antique car parked out front: