Laura and I were on Cape Cod last weekend. She had a dance weekend she wanted to attend, and I tagged along to drive and to keep her company. On Saturday, she was competing, so I had some free time. I wandered over to Hyannis, ancestral playground of the Kennedys, just to explore.
I was kind of surprised with how seedy Hyannis felt. It wasn't the high end rich people's place I expected.
They did have a nice memorial to the late president down by the water, though.
Even though the temperature was in the 60s, the fact that it was November meant nobody was swimming.
I like the other photo of the lifeguard's chair better, but this one seemed good enough to share too.
Since nobody was swimming, nobody needed first aid.
Really! Want proof?