We are just getting back into the swing of things after a week away at "The Cape" and as I'm sure you can imagine all laundry was done and everything was unpacked the very day we arrived at home but... still. It takes some time to get back into life as we know it. This house we rented was through Home Away. And it was built in 1841. So with that comes a lot of things. Creaky floors and step downs. Brick. No central air and the like. A smell that sort of reminds me of my great aunt's house in Brooklin, Maine? We researched extensively before my parents rented this house and between the ocean front and the six kayaks the group was sold. Just wear shoes inside at all times, okay?
We didn't have to bring our own linens and they had a propane fire pit. Not quite the same as building your own... but I did enjoy not waking up with smokey hair? So that's a nice little bonus. This house was a labyrinth. It took a day or two to not get lost. You couldn't get from one side to the other without walking through a bedroom or two on the second story. It only had two showers inside but that ended up working out just fine for our group of 15.
There was beach access of course down across the yard and an overgrown garden full of hydrangeas that I sort of loved. And a wide open apron on the driveway where the kids rode their scooters and played with chalk and such. The detached barn had ping pong and darts and was great for the rainy days we had where the kids could run free with abandon.
We had a slight issue the first night with moving and waking up the babies. Between the door creaks and the floor creaks it woke them all (all three!) up but after that they seemed to be used to it? I personally wouldn't leave my room for a bathroom break until the window ac unit kicked on. First world problems.
And don't attempt a kayak at low tide. It's just not worth it.
Anyways much more to come at a later date but here's a little photographic house tour for you to feast your eyes on... And of course my brother taking David out on the kayak...