A few weekends ago, I headed down to Nantucket for a mini-reunion with two college friends who I hadn’t seen in quite a while. I was doubly excited because this was also my first time visiting the tiny island.
Unfortunately, it was a pretty rainy weekend, but we were still able to enjoy ourselves and made the best of it. We stayed in my friend Kasey’s apartment which was walking distance to the downtown area. On the first night Kasey and I had dinner at Millie’s. I ordered the Tuckernuck tacos and of course had to order their signature Madaket Mystery to drink – don’t ask me what’s in it. One of my favorite parts of traveling is trying new restaurants; Millie’s did not disappoint.
On my first full day on the Island, Kasey gave me a great little walking tour. Our first stop was at the Museum of African American History, which unfortunately was not open at the time, but resides within a newly restored meetinghouse (so far I have to go back to Nantucket if only for another dinner at Millie’s and a visit inside this Museum). We also spent some time enjoying the many historic and notable houses along the streets, like the Starbuck house (above). Yes, those Starbucks.
WIdow’s Walks, everywhere.
Of course we visited several shops. I was able to exert some self control and survived this sopping trip only having bought a magnet, a sticker and a bookmark. What I realty wanted was this bird beautiful birdhouse. I don’t even really LIKE birds, but this simple clay abode was calling my name. I’ve started to realize that the best way to avoid frivolous purchases while on vacation is to pack your bag so full of your own clothes and necessities that there’s not even a remote possibility of anything larger than a bookmark, magnet or sticker fitting inside your weekender tote.
More sightseeing included a trip to see this windmill – the Old Mill. I later learned that this mill is the oldest functioning windmill in the country, built in 1746. After taking a few photos of the mill, we headed to east to the village of Siasconset.
‘Sconset is where the Sankaty Head Light is located. I promise the lighthouse is not leaning – that’s just my handy camera work.
Sunday afternoon, after an ice cream treat at the Juice Bar, it was time to get back on the ferry and start the trip home.