in that wooden cabin with the cool sea breeze blowing through the windows i could've slept all day, but it was our last day in the hamptons, and there was still plenty to do. i woke up around 10am, found john miller waiting outside, reading a book on the front porch. dan woke up as well and the three of us walked back to the house to get some breakfast in the form of bagels. the others were waking up as well, but it didn't take long for people to jump into the pool, where a contest to see who could "ride the [inflatable] hulk" was taking place. deanna's brother jason dropped by with some friends.
john was heading into town to pick up some hot dog buns from the supermarket, dan and i came along. we drove jason's mini, admiring the car's interior, listening to his show tunes cd. an aging woman wearing a pink poodle skirt was in the checkout line in front of us; she had no cash so she paid with her credit card, but she must've been a germophobe because she was sliding her card inside of a plastic bag, didn't care that she was holding up the line. you meet people like that in the hamptons, people who are so insulated from the rest of the world, where their riches remove them from any semblance of normalcy. we bought some slurpees from a 7-11 before heading back to the house.
a lot of people were asking for croquet so john went out and set up the playing field. while some of us were out knocking balls through wickets with our mallets, others were inside preparing lunch already, hot dogs and steamed corn. john ended up winning, while i was so far behind i was thinking about going rogue and knocking out some other players from the game. i did make one impossible shot, the croquet version of a hole-in-one, but otherwise my play was sloppy and game fodder. in between turns people would disappear back into the house to get hot dogs.
what's a hamptons weekend without a game of apples to apples? unfortunately we weren't able to play last night, but there was some time for a quick game, and even though some people already left (andie, mark, brendan, mariane, and may), there was still enough stragglers for some action. dan ended up winning when he got 6 cards; i left the game with just 2 ("filthy" and "sexy" i think). the most entertaining moment came towards the end, when jason and his friend sean through a hissy fit over who had the best cards.
dan and i finally had to tear ourselves away at 5pm, since we still had a long drive back to boston. in years past these hamptons gatherings have been on long weekends, since a normal weekend just isn't enough time to do everything. none the less, we had a great time and drove back with happy memories, already thinking about next year's outing. we stopped off somewhere in connecticut to get some dinner at mcdonalds and to get some gas for the car. dan drove all the way, and after listening to all the 80's songs on his ipod (courtesy of elias), we started playing his cd's (i left all my mixes back at the house, people were thoroughly enjoying the booty mix). a bit over 5 hours later we finally made it back to boston, to somerville, to cambridge. i was happy to see my motorcycle was still there, neither towed or smashed.
for your viewing pleasure, hamptons action from the past few years: