Last weekend I visited Martha’s Vineyard, in my continuing effort to turn every single weekend into a mini-vacation.
People hear Martha’s Vineyard and they think “elite” or whatever, but I have another memory of the place. When I was a kid, we visited Martha’s Vineyard in a holiday and well, (before Michael Kors even coined the term) we were underwhelmed, my parents and I.
Now those were the days when we didn’t have a car and we travelled with camping gear on our backs. We got to Martha’s Vineyard and immediately discovered that a car was pretty much essential in that place. It was also extremely undeveloped at the time. I remember we stayed in a camping ground with one pay phone for the whole place. It was hot and crowded and not exactly the good time any of us were hoping for.
But something else happened on that trip to Martha’s Vineyard. My parents had gotten a free camera with their subscription to Time Magazine and gave me the camera to play with. It had all of three settings — clouds, sun and infinity. And it was with that that my love of photography began, right there on Martha’s Vineyard. It was really funny to return, armed with a cell phone with a camera, an iPad with a camera, an SLR and a mini camera for other things. I guess not too much has changed since I last visited.
Well, anyway, Martha’s Vineyard was much more to my liking this time. The company I went with was splendid and took to the place very heartily. And Edgar’s Town, or Edgartown as it is known on the Vineyard, well, disappoint it did not in terms of beauty: