A Bit of a Stretch

When the boat was hoisted onto the lift and assessed, luckily bent propellers were the only damage. As we had to wait for the propellers sent by overnight delivery, John called for a cab to go to Cape May to see the town. There were no Ubers or cabs in the area that would take us there, not one. So he arranged for us to be picked up by the only available transport, a limo. We walked to brunch at Fred's Diner while we waited. Upon our return to the shipyard we were expecting a black car with darkened windows to arrive, but not so! A 1980-something, vintage, white, suuuuper-strrrretch limo came rolling in! The driver opened the doors for us and the bar was lined with silver champagne glasses ready for prom. He was so proud of his car! And John gently placed the bent propellers in his trunk to drop for repair on the way.  Those will become our 'spares', hopefully never to be needed. 

Cape May’s hundred’s of hotels were full to the brim. Luckily we were able to get the last two rooms at Congress Hall Hotel. We had to circle the block as the limo was too long to get into the entry drive!  We went for a walk to see the beach and the town. It’s a charming Victorian town with a ‘mall’ or walk-street full of shops and restaurants,  fudge and frozen custard shops. Horses with glitter painted hooves pulling white carriages and bicycles built for two cruise around town amongst the well- kept Victorian homes, hotels and B&B’s.  After a nice long walk and a beer by the beach, we lounged by the pool at Congress Hotel then later went to dinner at Ristorante A Ca Mia . After dinner back at the hotel, a very good singer with acoustic guitar played in the lounge area, so we enjoyed that before saying our goodbyes to Matt who was heading home early in the morning