We've
left New England and come west to the east end of Long Island, NY and
the town of Sag Harbour – Hamptons territory where the rich, famous
and anorexic come for the summer. People who have so much money they
buy size 0 clothes, exclusive handbags and sip hand filtered calorie
free water.
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| ospreys nest on SB marker |
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| original Customs House |
Billy
Joel has a couple of houses here: one is being turned through 90°
for a better aspect and a new build will link the two properties.
Julie Andrews' daughter runs the local theatre which boasts
appearances of Hollywood B listers. Art galleries with blisteringly
fashionable abstract pieces at eye watering prices and a bijoux
clothes shop with a simple t shirt a snip at $150. This is not
traditional cruiser country. We were anchored in the cheap seats
beyond the $2 per foot per day mooring balls.
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| typical architecture |
However,
the anchorage has pleasant scenery and plenty of water, though it can
roll when boats go in and out of the harbour. In town the wooden
houses are postcard perfect late eighteenth century. The builders
were wealthy whale industry people.
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| Annie Cooper Boyd cottage |
We
visited the restored Annie Cooper Boyd cottage, one of the oldest
houses in Sag and now owned by the historic society. In fact it was a
personal tour because the house was closed to the public on that day
and we were lucky to start up a conversation with the curator who
invited us in.
Along
the road is an interesting museum of whaling sited in an 19th
century Greek Revival house of richest whale fleet owner at the time.
Across the road is an oasis; the John Jermain Memorial library with
it's fine architecture, reading rooms, air conditioning and free
wifi. We spent a couple of afternoons here because our subscribed
Metro PCS internet service doesn't work on Long Island.
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| Whaling museum |
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| occulus inside museun |
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| 1910 library |
While
we were here I received an email from my sister in England saying our
elderly Dad was in hospital with pneumonia and I should come home. We
left without catching the bus across the island to the Atlantic side
to see East Hampton.
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