Block Island is a small island off the coast of Rhode Island which isn’t an island at all. Jillfoil and I spent two days there this week…without Littlefoil! (I should note that we missed him terribly but were delighted that he wasn’t with us!)
People who are of the type to say such things have told me that Block Island is like Nantucket was 50 years ago. I wasn’t alive 50 years ago and have never been to Nantucket so I can neither confirm nor deny. It certainly appears to me that the people of Block Island have wisely set aside a lot of space for preservation making for nice hiking, biking and beaching.
With tourism as the primary industry though, Block Island still has lots of gift shops and restaurants and inns and houses and cars and, especially on weekends during the summer, people.
Jillfoil and I stayed over on Monday and Tuesday nights though and the mid-week crowds were very manageable. We had a great time biking the island and playing in the surf. We also had a great room with a private deck overlooking the main strip.
The best thing about the island was that we could indulge our desire to find out-of-the-way places where we could just hang-out by ourselves. At the same time, we could go down the street from our room and get bagels and coffee. Sort of the best of both worlds.
Just a great mix and a great couple of days. I didn’t bring my broken camera but my mobile phone has a camera giving me the chance to try and capture some of the fun.
The trip starts with a 60 minute ferry ride. I found this to be a quick and efficient way to slide into vacation mode…which is important when your vacation lasts for just two days
Jillfoil trying to keep a secret…
We watched a storm roll in as dusk fell…
This was a rare opportunity to catch a 1980’s era preppie in his natural habitat. The hot-pink grosgrain ribbon belt is a dead give-away. Notice also the fanny pack. While not widely seen in the early 80’s, the fanny pack did gain traction with the preps in the 90’s.