Rummikub, South Yarmouth, Cape Cod
Rummikub, South Yarmouth, Cape Cod
Our last day at the beach was last Friday. For lunch we headed to our now favorite restaurant, The Skipper, and got our now favorite clam chowder. This was our 3rd visit to The Skipper in just over a week (visit 1, visit 2). Julie got the lobster roll, I got a crab roll and Jess had a hankering for ribs, so that’s what she got. It was all great. I love The Skipper and loved that it was right across the street from “our beach.”
Oh, I almost forgot. On the way to the beach I got stung by a bee. I barely even saw it and for sure didn’t recognize to get away from it. My hand just like hit it and it stung the padded part of my palm just down from my thumb. I could see the stinger and it hurt really bad. Attached to the stinger was part of the bee’s body and it was moving. I kind of freaked because I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold still enough to remove the stinger. Luckily Julie heard my yelling and ran over, pulled the stinger out and saved the day. My brother and my niece are allergic to bees, so I was scared for a few minutes.. but then I was eating clam chowder and my face hadn’t swollen up or anything so I figured I was fine. And I was. I just held ice in my hand for a while at the restaurant. My hand was tender for a few days, but that’s about it.
After lunch we went back to the beach. We didn’t want to leave it!! The next day we had to drive back to Jersey and we wanted to prolong the beach time. We spread out our towels and blanket and played Rummikub, Jess’s favorite game of all time. I can remember playing this game on the beach at the Cape in 2002, when New York got 20″ of snow in 2003, and even during the blackout in New York that same year. I won the first game with that 7. Jess, the sore loser that she is, then had to cancel our second game … saying she had something in her eye or something and she had to leave. Just kidding.. her eye really was messed up. At least it was a real reason to make us leave the beach or we might have been there all night!
rummikub! that’s such a wisconsin game. however, by the looks of it, it’s gotten very modernized. our old-school version had big, thick, square tiles that were made out of … plastic, i guess, but they looked heartier than that.
sorry to hear about your run-in with a bee. since i’m a bee enthusiast, i’d like to remind everyone that bees are not out to hurt you. as rachelle notes, part of the bee’s body was attached to the stinger. that means that as the bee left, it had part of its body ripped out, leaving it to die.
a strange defense mechanism, to be sure. but it means bees aren’t really looking to tangle with anyone. it’s the wasps and the hornets you have to watch out for, because they can sting over and over again. nasty devils.
rummikub big in wi? really. i never knew. i never played it until i moved to the east coast.
We have Rummikub at home (or at least used to)… for some reason I think Aunt Sue gave it to me. Nobody ever plays it.