Friday started with a round of mini-golf. We play mini-golf at a place called 'Skull Island' which, as it turned out, was less than a mile from where we were staying.
I keep thinking of Skull Island as the "new" place for mini-golf, I guess because, for many, many years, we used to play mini-golf at a place in the center of Hyannis. But a quick look through my photos tells me that we switched to playing mini-golf at Skull Island back in 2008.
We got to Skull Island early and beat the crowds and the heat - which helps to make a competitive game somewhat less cutthroat, which is nice. It's always makes for a better vacation when someone doesn't want to murder someone else. Here are a few of the many photos I took...
Note the giant skull in the top photo. The big question I have is, did they find the skull first and then name the place 'Skull Island'- or did they think of the name first and then go looking for a giant skull? I didn't think to ask the woman behind the counter, so for now, it'll remain a mystery.
Anyway, next stop was a jewelry store somewhat across the street from Skull Island. We stopped there even though this wasn't on Sam's list - because that's how we do things on vacation. The others went in but Sam and I decided to wait in the car, choosing instead to stare up at the car ceiling for what felt like several hours.
After those seemingly several hours, Sam and I decided to visit the bakery a few doors down from the jewelry store. Good choice (on our part). The baked goods were great and the folks there were very friendly. We left with a nice box of pastries (to augment our dwindling supply of ice cream treats).
From there, it was off to the 'Pottery Place'. I think. Maybe it was off to get lunch first. Then again, maybe it wasn't... but lunch was in there, somewhere.
Regardless...
The Pottery Place, like the Penny Candy Store, is a throwback to my long ago youth. I have early vacation memories of stopping here with Mom and Dad (and my nameless siblings) and being fascinated by the owner shaping the clay on the potter's wheel. It was like magic. It kind of still is.
Also, like the Penny Candy Store, the Pottery Place has a real name. Here's a short video...
And a few photos...
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