Filed under: Things I Like | Tags: Falmouth, feels like summer, happiness, life, summer, work
Even if I had never been to Falmouth before, I would still know that it is Memorial Day Weekend.
I’m sweating (finally) and cars are driving by as I attempt to best ride Jackie Wilson down Main Street after a long day at work. What ever happened to brisk nights when it was me and the road and the occasional drunk stumbling out of the Towne Tavern? Cruising past the harbor, distant music drifts as the band jams on the porch at the Boat House. 7-11 is hopping with the same amount of life. I wonder if they have ever done so much business at 11 PM on a Saturday.
Work is another story. Everyone is running– and I mean running– down the line and through the kitchen and out of the walk-in refrigerator. Nearly a hundred people come in and out of the restaurant in a matter of hours. There’s cursing and messes and humidity. No one is angry– or at least no one is showing their anger(yet) — but everyone is on edge, at least a little bit. But, at the same time, kitchen dogs and servers alike rejoice in the fast paced excitement.
I wouldn’t have to go to work or ride my bike to know that it’s Memorial Day weekend. If I stand outside, with my eyes closed, the buzz of the world crescendos and I just know. It’s here. It’s time. It’s Memorial Day weekend.
It is finally summer.
I can breathe a sigh of relief and say ‘I’m back. I’m here. This is everything I’ve been waiting for.’
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