KJ has been posting about Provincetown - which brings back so many memories. I love that town - never get to spend enough time there but always enjoy it when I do.
The first time I went there was on a camp trip when I was about 10 years old. I was completely enchanted with the town, with all the art galleries and store front candy-making and weather beaten buildings. To me, a little city girl, it was such an eye opener.
Fast forward many years. Lot's of day trips to Ptown, but no overnight stays. I can't remember exactly what year it was but it was around 4th of July and a hot thundery summer it was. I think it must have been in '99 or 2000. We flew to Race Point beach for the day and had a lovely day on the beach. We knew that there was some weather coming thru so we left the beach early to check the radar at the airport. Wow - it didn't look good so we decided to wait and go into town for dinner, and fly home later that evening. We got into town, had a lovely dinner and were walking around town when the storm hit. It was a doozy - lightning everywhere and then BOOM - lightning hit the town's transformer and the town went dark. We bought thin little ponchos and stood in a doorway for hours waiting for the rain to stop. And then we watched the parade! No one wanted to stay inside in the dark so everyone came out that night and partied in the street - there was dancing and drinking and singing and everything you can think of going down that street. There were guys dressed as girls and guys dressed as guys and everything in between. It was a fantastic night - everyone was having a good time - I'll never forget that night and the fun we had.
We had to find a place to stay so we called around and found a motel that had a room. We cabbed it over there and they gave us flashlights to check into our rooms. Of course we had no other clothes with us and we were damp and cold by this point. But we slept well; and woke up the next morning glad that we had only had flashlights to check into the nasty motel room. Had breakfast, got to the airport and went home.
The next day my mom told me that I have a cousin who has a guesthouse down there - wish I'd known when we were looking for a place to stay.
I really can't imagine another town celebrating a downed transformer in the same way - with partying in the streets. There was no trouble, no breaking into stores to steal something, no panic. Just a great party.
I love P'town....