bruce and i woke up eager to partake of the second "b" in the bed & breakfast experience. everything was freshly made, muffins, coffee cake, some fruit, yogurt, juices, and coffee. the owners lit some mosquito coils to keep the bugs off of us while we enjoyed our food outside. bruce chatted with one of the owners, a woman who used to be a concert-level violinist (i think that was her instrument). after feeding, we left for herring cove beach, where i was promised plenty of lesbians. the beach starts off like any other beach, but once you walk far enough around the bend, people stop wearing clothes. the lipstick lesbians i was dreaming about turned out to be a lot of naked tanned gay men, exciting for bruce, but a little bit awkward for me. i kept my eyes on the horizon and avoided making eye contact with anyone. we walked far enough until there weren't anymore people, then found a driftwood fort to camp out under. i spent some time collecting different colored rocks, all the while avoiding the painful bites of greenhead flies. bruce slapped one in such a way that it was still relatively intact and i was able to get some good photos.

around 2pm was when we decided to drive back to boston. i was surprised how late it was, but i guess time flies when you're out on the beach with nothing to do but to admire the dunes and the ocean. we got back to cambridge close to 5pm, and i immediately got in touch with dan, who was on standby, waiting for me to come back so we could leave for the hamptons. i told him to give me a few minutes while i collected my stuff and burned some mix cd's. dan came by 30 minutes later, and we headed out. my brain was still buzzing from provincetown, and here i was on my way to the hamptons! we stopped off at a roadside rest stop to grab some dinner (i had a serving of chicken mcnuggets) and to buy some snacks for the house. i also suggested we get an issue of star magazine, which dan was sort of embarrassed to pay for. we finally made it to the house close to 11pm, with the help of the trusty gps. we were the first guests to arrive, followed by mark, brendan, and lionel. we watched about 30 minutes of that patrick swayze homoerotic classic "road house" before everyone started to fall asleep.