TANGIER ISLAND, VIRGINIA
We landed after an hour's boat trip and found it immediately interesting.
You go by these Crab Shanties where Watermen take their crab catch and sort them. There are no cars on Tangier Island. All transportation is by golf carts or bicycles—charming!
but a dying way of life. They speak in a dialect that is Old English from Cornwall with many words undecipherable—frustrating but intriguing.
Our B & B was in an interesting, pretty old house.
However, they had 60s style motel-like housing in the back with lots of kitschy ornamentation. What a disappointment.
Island hours start early and end early. For dinner we found out we had to be there by 5pm! It was in another neat, old house and they served dinner family style: clam fritters, excellent crab cakes, ham, beets, green beans, yeast bread, potato salad, cole slaw and the best corn-bread pudding I've ever tasted.
The island is very serene, to the point of boredom.
Many residents leave the island in the winter because it's so bleak and nothing is happening.
It was all together an interesting but boring visit. We're glad we did it but certainly won't repeat it. We came home half-a-day early to a hearty welcome.