Back in July after we left Cape Cod, we continued down the coast and used Providence, Rhode Island as our base for the last two nights of our New England vacation. Only we did zero exploring of Providence and, the next morning, made straight for the ferry to Martha’s Vineyard—after nearly missing it, that is, because the waterfront in Providence is ridiculously confusing and not at all well marked.
Tip: Give yourself ample time to find the ferry terminal. Also, a map would probably come in handy.
The ride out to the island takes 90 minutes, and I would highly suggest anyone traveling via ferry to take Dramamine beforehand (this from the girl who did not take her own advice and, in turn, spent the entire 90 minutes in the tiny ferry bathroom purging her breakfast).
My mom had booked the six of us on a morning excursion with Martha’s Vinyeard Tour, and while I moaned and groaned about the thought of an educational drive around the island, I was eating my words a few minutes later as our tour guide, who was younger than me and hailed from Azerbaijan (irrelevant to the actual tour, but it’s not every day you meet an Azeri on an American island), and had us hemming and hawing with his sarcastic humor and interesting tidbits about the vineyard. (For example, did you know there isn’t actually a vineyard anywhere on the island?)
For such a small island—we drove its circumference in under three hours—it sure attracts a bevy of names: Obama and Bill Clinton are frequent visitors, and Jackie O and a number of other political and Hollywood figures have houses there.
And if the waterfront area looks familiar, it’s because Jaws was filmed in many spots around the island. Eek!
In terms of things going on around the island, it’s a relatively quiet place. Nevertheless, I think I could easily come back with my Kindle—oh, and husband, too—and manage to kill a week, no problem. After all, “doing nothing” is surprisingly one of the areas in which I excel.