Monday, 23 November 2015


USA, Cape Cod.
When we arrived in Cape Cod it had been been raining all day, which turned into an overnight storm where the wind and rain hit the windows keeping us awake all night. In the morning a thick fog had rolled in and we drove to the sea. The beach sand was smooth and white with green grasses growing around the edges; it was deserted and eerie, you couldn't see far around you in any direction. The storm had washed up hundreds of prehistoric horse shoe crabs, large and small; some only had shells left, others in full form. As we walked the fog burned off and by the time we were ready to move on, the beach was clear and warm. We drove a little way and stopped in a tiny restaurant called Wood’s Seafood, where we ate steamed clams, chips and onions rings before returning to the road again.