Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Stop Me Before I Chatham Again
You know, when you try to go with the zeitgeist, the vibe is always a moving target. That's a picture of Mr. Whalevedere, and I bet the town fathers thought they were a wild and cracy bunch when they put this ouside the town offices. It's kinda charming in its own right. But it's not hip. Hip replacement hip, really.
Here's the Chamber of Commerce information thingie in Chatham. It's right downtown and gives just the right impression about the place. There's an old joke about New England towns:
"I never go to public bathrooms in New England."
"Why is that?"
"I'm afraid if I take it out, someone will paint it white and hang shutters on either side of it."
Colonial houses can appear very chaste and elegantly plain. But get your hands on five starfish, and you're a whimsical trainwreck.
Here's the shopping district, looking sorta medieval on steroids. It has that rarest of things in it: Art galleries with pleasant but not kitsch paintings. Art should be looked at through a window with real muntins first. Check.
You've got 'til Columbus Day to stroll in the fine weather. After that, it's Katie Bar The Door until Memorial Day. Hurry up.