Provincetown Window Shopping

Our weekend on Cape Cod netted a catch of stories. One such features off-beat window shopping. The norm for Cape shopping is low-rise, cape-style stores with delightfully traditional wares. But a high-spirited funkiness springs forth here and there, most notably in Provincetown, way out on the tip of the peninsula. As follows:

Rubber duckies for sale in --
it had to be -- Provincetown.

Keeping with the pervasive
nautical theme . . .

Piles of dried starfish
to catch a tourist's eye.

Not the norm for Cape Cod dressing.
Still in (you guessed it?) Provincetown.

Pink and blue pedicabs to cart
tourists around the town.

Gift shops galore. This one is blatant
"Git yer souvenirs, and git them here."

We were there on summer's
downswing, as the shopkeepers
were getting ready to hibernate.

Provincetown has its standard fare shops.

We opted to enjoy this one from the
sidewalk. A tell-tale aroma warned us off.

We did cast a few dollars into the local
economy. Here is Roy in the shop
that sold everything, buying a set of
breakfast china that once fed travelers
on now-defunct airlines.

We really enjoyed our afternoon in this quite literally 'way out tourist mecca.