Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is one of my favorite movies of all time. The story is so interesting and different (and who among us hasn’t wanted to utilize the service?), the directing is so innovative, and it’s just about a perfect movie, to me. I know it pretty much by heart at this point, and I cry at the same line, every single time.
Ever since the first time I saw it, I wanted to go to Montauk, like in the movie. Ideally, it would be waking up in the morning, calling in sick, deciding to go. And it would ideally have snowed. To reenact the scene accurately.
(It would not be my first time. I’ve done the same in Cardiff with Doctor Who and Montmartre with Amélie [of course].)
But years passed, and it’s harder to convince friends to call in sick and go with you than you’d think. 😉
So when Rose asked me on Thursday night if I wanted to go to Montauk on Friday, I really didn’t have to think very hard about my answer. Especially since it was a bittersweet thing; it would be our last mini adventure for a while, because I start a new job tomorrow. (I pretty much knew I was getting it, but it wasn’t official till Wednesday. And I had told her earlier in the week I really wanted to go to Montauk before I started my job, and she amazingly obliged.) Good news/bad news, eh?
Because I had to be home early on Friday, we had to leave super early. Like, super early. I still can’t believe she agreed to it, but agreed to it, she did!
I mean REALLY early. It still looked like this when she picked me up. From New Jersey.
These photos are unedited. So maybe seeing the sky look this pretty made the early call time worth it?
Even the drive was scenic.
Maybe I should get up this early every day? Or not. 🙂
about three hours later, we were finally in Montauk. Understandably, our first stop was for coffee.
Montauk Bake Shoppe boasts the best coffee in Montauk. It was pretty damn good, that’s for sure.
We regrouped in the car, trying to figure out: now that we were in Montauk, what did we want to DO in Montauk?! I obviously wanted to walk on the beach by the house like they did in the movie.
OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS. THE HOUSE ISN’T EVEN IN MONTAUK!! (I know, right?!)
Luckily, it was in Easthampton, which we had to go through on our way back.
But first, we were in Montauk, and determined to see something there. So we headed for the lighthouse.
They thoughtfully give you plenty of swings to sit in and contemplate the sea and life.
“The Surfcasting Capital of the World.” Now you know.
All roads lead to the beach.
Turn to clear vision.
Who says the Atlantic isn’t blue?
We knew it wasn’t the right beach the second we got there, anyway. Rock beach?!
I had actually considered my outfit really carefully the night before. I decided on my Phillip Lim for Target shirtdress, since it felt like a more weather-appropriate sundress. I mean, we were going to the beach, after all. It wasn’t till I walked into the Bake Shoppe that I realized how overdressed I really was. :p
I don’t look disappointed, do I?
Attempting to throw sand. What little of it there was.
Not what I had expected.
I made it to the very end of New York! And onto this rock!
I ain’t afraid of no rock.
We saw what looked like a path of steps made of rock, and we thought it was a path to the lighthouse. It was high. And the rocks were big.
The view was cool, though.
See?! Doesn’t it look like a path?!
We’re coming for youuuuuuuu.
Big rocks. Eventually we gave up and turned around. There was no path.
These benches were everywhere. They were sweet.
We finally made it to the lighthouse, but it was closed to visitors. (It IS the off season.) Still, we didn’t let that stop us from taking a photo, after we had come all this way.
“Montauk Point Lighthouse: Commissioned by President George Washington.” Cool.
I did contemplate life.
And the sea.
And the silliness. 🙂
I was SO upset. It was our last mini road trip for ages, and I forgot to bring Xabi! So instead, Rose and I did an homage to the man, the myth, the legend.
We think he would have approved.
We don’t have a Moneypenny, but we have a Money Pond, apparently. (See the circle thing?)
We took Old Montauk Highway back, and stopped off for some scenic views.
The long and winding road.
We drove back to Easthampton, with the address of the house in our GPS, but the road was blocked. Undeterred, we found another street that lead down to the beach. Trespassing? Pssh. See if we care!
The second we stepped onto the beach, we knew we were in the right place this time.
Somewhere between Wainscott Beach and Georgica Association Beach.
Definitely more like it.
“Look! It’s our house! “
Instructing Rose to make sure the photos looked like Instructing Rose to make sure the photos looked like this.
“I wish you had stayed.” “I wish I’d stayed, too.”
“What if you stayed this time?”
I really wanted to go in.
I was tempted.
But I satisfied myself with just being a creeper.
Some other house. Rose wanted to know which famous people lived in each one.
The sand had these cool black lines.
Having my fantasy more than fulfilled, we headed back on the road, but stopped off in Bridgehampton. We had spotted an adorable looking candy shop on our way up, and were determined to stop on our way back.
Rose said she bet it had a counter that you could sit at and have a milkshake. It did.
It also had pie.
But it’s a root beer float that, well, floated MY boat. 🙂
Cutest place ever!
And that was it. We drove back to Brooklyn. And, sadly, our last adventure for a while came to an end. But it was bucket list material for me, so I was more invigorated than sad. And thankful to have a friend like Rose who was willing to make it happen for me.
I will write more about the new job at a later date. Maybe I’ll even be able to show you. We’ll see. But for now, I’m just glad to share this little bit of happiness with you. 🙂
Have you ever gone somewhere you’d be dying to for ages? Or gone to places where a favorite movie or TV show was shot?
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