Dreamspace Studio

Once, upon a time in a sleepy little town… No, but really, day three was quite laid-back. There was less walking, which was a nice change. My hips were happy, as was my back. As good as the spinal repair was, the chronic pain is still chronic. It’s nice to have an easier day.

My cousin practically skipped down the stairs in the morning, bubbling with excitement as she announced that Zoe Lewis and The Educated Fleas were playing on The Hill, marking the last summer event at the monument of the year. So you know, of course we HAD to go. If I know my cousin’s musical taste like I think I do, I knew it was going to be a great time; Quintessential P-town!

After the three of us who are not retired did some work, including drafting Chapter 11 of Dreamspace Chronicles: Allison’s Awakening, my novel I’ve been working on, My cousin, my mom, and I headed out to “The Monument.”

Before we visited the museum, we made a detour for lunch at a small Greek pizza spot up the street, called Provincetown House of Pizza, or PHOP. I had a fantastic gyro filled with succulent lamb, creamy tzatziki, and fresh vegetables, all wrapped in warm, soft pita bread. It was a burst of Mediterranean flavors in every bite. My mom and my cousin both had what looked like delicious and satisfying slices.

The Monument, as it is locally known, is actually the Pilgrim Monument and Provincetown Museum. It is the tallest all-granite tower in the US. As you step inside, you’re greeted with friendly staff and a cute gift shop where you can purchase tickets to the museum and get a brief overview of the tower, straight ahead of you.

After some contemplation, we decided to forgo the ascent of the 116 stairs of the monument. Instead, we chose to immerse ourselves in the great museum that tells the story — the good, the bad, the evil, and the tragic — of Provincetown’s history, including the indigenous inhabitants and the arrival of the Mayflower, along with the Mayflower Compact.

There were also displays about the LGBTQAI+ community in town and a beautifully thorough indigenous display that tells of the beauty of the people and their culture, but does not shy away from the horrors that befell them at the hands of the pilgrims and other colonizers, including John Smith.

After touring the museum, we walked outside, up some stairs, and a bit of a hill to enjoy the view of Cape Cod Bay from the overlook before the concert began on the mountain. We found a great seat just outside the tent, where we could still enjoy the breeze without feeling claustrophobic. Okay, me — so, me, myself, and I wouldn’t feel claustrophobic and panicky.

There was a great little bar for drinks, both alcoholic and non-alcoholic, that was very vibey and chill, which I love. And let me tell you, Zoe Lewis and The Educated Fleas was absolutely a great time. Their performance was a delightful mix of storytelling and musical cabaret, with Zoe’s quirky humor adding a unique charm. They did covers, but also plenty of original music, each piece a testament to their talent and creativity. We were all laughing, clapping, and singing along. Some people were even dancing. It was a night filled with joy and laughter. SO much fun!! Great choice, Cos!

After the sun went down and the concert ended, we went out to a nice little restaurant called Crown Pointe for dinner, which, to coin their own website, “[is] a laid-back yet sophisticated experience.” And it was. A little on the spendy side, but for P-town, it’s not awful. The food was great, and the atmosphere was classic, but relaxed.

With two late, but stellar nights, we are rather tuckered out, so I will leave this little travel journal here. Until tomorrow…

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