Provincetown was quite possibly one of the most beautiful places we
visited on our whole trek, but we had to leave and carry on. We took the earlier
ferry out of P-Town yesterday, after grabbing a pastry at the Portuguese Bakery.
The ferry was much smaller and faster than the one we took into
Martha's Vineyard. It took only an hour-and-a-half to get to Boston. The wind
was ferocious as we glided across the water, passing the towns and landmarks
onshore, where we first began our trip.
When we pulled into port, we biked into the North End, and shared
pizza on the grass by Long Wharf. After relaxing in the park and playing tag, we
biked to the historic Hotel Buckminster - which once housed jazz greats such as
Billie Holiday and was the place where the plot was hatched to rig the 1919
World Series - and made ourselves comfortable in our rooms. 
Our evening continued with a subway ride to the North End, and a
stroll through Quincy Market, abuzz with musicians and street performers, as we
weaved in, around and through the many shops.
As a celebration for reaching the end of our tour, we treated
ourselves to a feast at Legal Seafood on Long Wharf, where mussels, lobster,
clams, salmon and calamari filled the table.
It was a tad bit late when we left the restaurant, completely
satisfied, when we came across people running and jumping through a pressurized
fountain, which made the water look like it was dancing. We couldn't resist the
fun, so we decided to join in, getting soaked as we tried dodging the bursts.
Though we rode the subway home a little wet, the night full of laughs
was a well-deserved, but bittersweet end to our two-week-long journey.
-- Trip leaders Annise and Cory
