subplotkudzu | Invasion of Capecodistan IV

Tuesday was due to be rainy in the afternoon, and the morning made it clear that the rain was on the way - it was colder, windy and generally unsuited to beach time, despite our efforts. So we asked Elizabeth what she wanted to do. The answer was unequivocal: Play Mini-Golf!

So back to Pirates Cove we went, showing up at 9:45 just as they were opening the doors. The same man was working today as yesterday so we were greeted with hearty smiles and a discounted fare (as if we had done both courses yesterday) and had the front 18 holes all to ourselves for the morning - the next closest golfers were 8 holes behind us.

It was once again a fun time for all, and Elizabeth got over her fear of the caves - starting with not wanting to go in one and ending with dragging mommy and daddy through them over and over to show she wasn't afraid of the dark. The 18th hole involved hitting the ball down a running stream. Elizabeth carried our balls back up and through them in about 10 times. The man running the place told us that a) when he has kids he's going to build just that hole in his back yard and let them play in it and b) did we want to go through the back 18 holes for free? Alas, no, we had to go get lunch. But he did give Elizabeth a pink pirate ring when we left.

(Elzabeth promptly lost that in the gift shop, where we were trying to find a 2 year old sized pirate shirt for her, but alas no luck. Plenty of other nice pirate shirts, but nothing in her size. Ah well. Of course, she remembered the ring back in our room, so I had to go back to the golf course and beg another one. The nice man gave me two, so I'd have a spare. Good, good people at Pirate's Cove.)

Lunch was at a kinda bleah chain restaurant native to the cape, and we got back to find our room cleaned and the cleaning lady working on the next room down. So we went in, put Elizabeth down for her nap and settled in to read. 10 minutes later there's a pounding on our door - the cleaning lady wondering if we wanted extra towels. I honestly don't know if she was clueless or malicious, but the question moved from "are we ever coming back here?" to "are we leaving right now?" Fortunately Elizabeth did fall back to sleep - otherwise we would have been home a day early.

The rain did fall that afternoon, and we spent the time driving out to to the Brewster Book Store, where we wandered about, read some new books to Elizabeth, I secured a copy of the 3rd Captain Alatrise novel and we got Elizabeth Goodnight Goon (OK, we got Daddy Goodnight Goon, but she really liked it). We had plans to find the indian place in Hyanis for dinner, but realized we didn't have the address and opted for pizza in the room instead. Got a baby to bed, I finished my second book of the trip (I read McDevit's Odyssey and Transgressions volume 3), watched the second half of Pirates and went to sleep.

Then the fire alarm went off at 11:00. In total fuzzy headedness it took us some time to figure out that high pitched while was not the alarm clock and the low pitched siren was not the overhead fan engine giving out. I called the front desk and they confirmed that yes, it was the fire alarm, but they were pretty sureit was a false alarm. So we got dressed, got an awake but groggy baby and went out to wait by the cars. That's what you do. it took 25 minutes for the fire department to show up and another 10 to shut down the alarm. Elizabeth was moaning that she wanted to go home, and we were sorely tempted. But it was 11:30 and it was a 2.5 hour drive. And CTwriter was housesitting and our arrival at 2:00 am would have given her a heart attack.

Thus ends day 3.