Car trip hooooo! and not the bad kind of ho

     The dreary weather continued.  After an hour we found our way onto the main road to Montauk.  Now many of you may know them from Ina Gardner, a cook on the food network.  Or worse.  From the real housewives shows.

     Southampton is the primary town.  It also contains West and East Hampton.  There is no North Hampton.  It is a place to be in the summer I suppose.  Playground for the wealthy and such.  They lie on a stretch of road, 2 lanes only and get very congested.  You pass through many speed traps.  No you don't see the fancy homes from this route. They are often secluded, and were not our reason for going.  Traffic is a bit of a nightmare.  Best avoided "in season" Memorial day until Labor day.  Forget going there in those times from Friday through Monday.  Nightmarish.  One route in and one route out.

     You do pass thorough the towns, they look neat, no parking usually.  This was a gray and windy day and that still applied.  Lots of little places looking neat, but oh the traffic.  Not really much at all in the way of scenery, just a lot of long driving time.  And our goal was Montauk.  It is at the end of the Island.

     I would eventually rue that we didn't pack lunch for sister and brother in law.  But let's not get ahead of ourselves.  Now another misnomer about the Hampton's.  There are lesser well to do places.

     Aeon's ago, talking well over 20 years now.  When my sister ran with the horse crowd.  They showed and such.  I still remember the tale of this.  They had let an acquaintance of mine, who'd I'd outgrown in high school, pick the hotel.  A cheap little place.  It did scream housing.  Upon arriving the man in boxers and a tee shirt on a chair outside of his room yelled, "new neighbors".  Yup there are welfare hotels and dives out there.  Not that television would ever tell you that.  Anyway.

     The ride had lasted and we reached the town of Montauk.  Picturesque, sort of.  Saw a burger place that I thought might be neat.  But I was on a mission.  20 minutes later we were at the light house.  It is the furthers point east on the Island. 

     It was chilly and windy.  They charged about $4 for parking.  There were people actually surfing.  Some of those pay for binocular stands, not sure what they're called.  In a way I couldn't blame them for not wanting to get out of the car.  I walked up the walk, taking pictures with my cell phone.  It was neat.  I want to say it was another $8 to enter the museum that entitled you to walk up the stairs. 

     The cloud cover was not gray but the wind fierce.  My brother in law opted to stay in the car.  It's hard to take time and enjoy when you know you've people in the car waiting for you to return.  So you can leave.  I didn't even get a chance to explore the gift shop.