The Best Day

Have you ever had a magical day when all the pieces fell into place and all the elements flowed and everything clicked and it was nothing but pure awesome?

We had ourselves one of those on Saturday.

Our great and glorious friends Nancy and Jonny happened to find themselves on the Cape of Cod the same weekend Mistah and I found ourselves on the Cape of Cod and they came up to Provincetown to join us in some Ptown fun and that fun never ever stopped.

We started by meeting them in the morning for a 14 mile bike ride through the Dunes of the Cape Trails and you're just going to have to believe me because we took no photos. 

What? We were too busy pedaling up giant hills on our collective almost-first bike rides of the season to remember to stop and take photos of our badass selves.

When we were done, however . . . 

. . . take photos of ourselves we most certainly did indeed do.

We biked back to town and hung out on our front patio watching the world go by and eavesdropping on snippets of conversation and basking in the suddenly-summer sun.

These friends of ours . . . 

Nancy was the star of the show and I quite simply do not know what I would do without her.

She's my girl.

We finally got off our couches and headed into the world to find some luncheon for ourselves. Mistah had scoped out places with decks on the water, and we settled on The Club . . . 

A restaurant, people! A real live restaurant!

We sat in our primo seats and ordered food and drink and I looked over and said, "Oh my God, there she is!"

Background: A few days earlier Michelle texted me, "Lea Delaria is in Ptown right now!" I responded, "I don't know who that is but yay!" "OITNB"

And there she was. We gawked and got busted doing so, and our new bff came *right* over and schmoozed with us and entertained us with her stories.

We had a wonderful time . . . 

Big Boo is nothing but charming and lovely . . .

And we also discovered . . .  

She owns the joint!

What a funny world.

We finally wandered back to our front porch couches and lit the table-top fireplace and continued sharing approximately one million laughs then after a while Nancy and Jon left us for reasons we still can't discern . . . 

. . . but Mistah and I bravely carried on . . . 

. . . set loose on the town on our own.

The day was still brilliant -- deeply so -- but man did we miss our friends.

We consoled ourselves with Smoked Seafood Chowdah on our little balcony and reminisced about the magic.

The next day we got back on our bikes . . . 

. . . and this time took a selfie to prove it.

And we basked in the glory of that magical place.

Some afternoon weather blew in and Nancy sent us photos of ourselves from across the Bay . . . 

And as is often the case in Provincetown, the Magic continued.