To finally be a bride at your own bachelorette party is euphoric. It is such a sensational wave of emotions to feel so loved and celebrated by all your dearest friends from every stage of your life. Yet, I had been so nervous leading up to my party. I was adamantly against anyone feeling obligated to attend or being pressured into spending too much. I also was resolute that it would not be cheesy. No penis straws, period. I really just wanted this special moment to be one I got to spend:
A. reconnecting with my favorite people in the entire world
B. over copious amounts of liquor
C. with a lot of laughs and a little dancing
D. on a beach
E. All of the above
Before anyone even had a chance to suggest Vegas or Cabo, Miami or Napa, I had secured a small house in the Cape through a family friend so that I could have everything on my checklist while still keeping my crux of inexpensive and easy.
There is no better place than Cape Cod for a bachelorette party.
For real. The beaches are great, bars are wild, weather warm… but the people are what make this skinny stretch of land sparkle. You see, New Englanders live for their summers and find nothing more enjoyable than just that, enjoying their summer. Expect over the top friendliness, endless beaches, lobster rolls, frozen drinks on repeat and honestly just a down to earth good time. That’s Cape Cod.
But with so many options for activities and only a short weekend, even a bachelorette party in easy breezy Cape Cod can feel daunting to plan. Thankfully my girlfriends absolutely spoiled me rotten and did all the leg work, so I’ve got a pretty epic bachelorette party itinerary for you – all laid out below. Follow this and you (or the bride you’re planning for!) will be crying tears of gratitude for years to come. (I’m crying right now, no joke).
<<Wednesday: Feel the Water>>
YAY! You’re here!! Check into rental house and immediately go to the beach to take that one good photo before you’re bloated from lobster rolls and dirty bananas.
Important that you kick off the weekend with the most picture-worthy cocktail you can find, since you 100% won’t be pulling your phone out again to take any cute photos. Try this one from the Ocean House Restaurant. Then get another one, you deserve it.
Lay out by the beach until you start to crisp then drive the coast north towards Chatham admiring the lighthouses and stopping here and there for live music. Since you’ve still got your dignity fully intact at this point, Chatham Wine Bar is a pretty perfect spot for a sunset cocktail.
Back to the house for a freshen, then a casual dinner and drinks near the rental. We headed to the stretch of bars on Main Street in Hyannis to meet up with friends, where I seriously savored every moment of the calm before the storm. Can’t go wrong with the freshest of fresh seafood from Naked Oyster.
<<THURSDAY: Last Sail Before the Veil>>
Pack an overnight bag and take an early ferry with the girls to Nantucket Island.. because you’re classy like that. Lie to yourself as you order your bloody mary that you’re going to limit your libations on the island for fear it will ruin the next two nights of your bach… which are the big ones.
Hop off the boat and right to Cru for the world’s best lobster roll and a glass of sauv blanc. Stroll the downtown to take frame-worthy photos like this:
Catch a ride to Cisco Brewing Co for live music and a beer flight. Or 10 sangrias, whichever. Put your sunglasses on, and keep them there. Uncomfortably hug friends over and over telling them how much you love them.
Try to recoup by throwing on a nighttime appropriate outfit and head to Galley Beach for an unbelievable sunset view over cocktails.
For dinner, go for trendy sushi at Lola 41. While you’re waiting for the wine to be corked, throw in a martini. Why not, right? This is definitely going to be the last drink of the night. What? It’s not like you’re going on a bar crawl or anything. You can just have one last drink.
….well maybe one more stop. I mean what’s a trip to Nantucket without a mudslide from The Gazebo? and Slip 14 is always fun! Oh and what about that new place, Proprietors? Just as long as we don’t end up at the Chicken Box this night is still in control.
…..Oh whatever. You’re on a bar crawl in Nantucket and it’s your bachelorette party. Chicken Box it is.
After several failed attempts at getting on stage with the band and one beer exploding all over my skirt, we called it… just a hair before last call. I was fortunate enough to have a dear friend invite us to stay at her place in Nantucket for the night. If you don’t have said friend, cram as many girls as you can into a hotel room at The White Elephant or 21 Broad.
<< FRIDAY: The Local Shakedown >>
Spend the next morning eating your bagel sandwich and smoothie from The Green ever so slowly on the beach. Before catching the afternoon ferry back home, dive into the larger than life waves. You need it.
Once back at the house, start prepping for tonight’s dinner party with the girls. I was really adamant against group dinners… they’re always so expensive and rather lackluster. My remedy was a potluck at the rental house. We set up a table outside with the spread and made vodka martinis with fresh watermelon. The rare opportunity to blend everyone you love in harmony …and then get silly drunk and dance on tables at a local bar. The best.
Any local bar close to your rental house will do, but we headed to Sand Bar after dinner for the live music.
<< SATURDAY: LAST STOP, PTOWN >>
Spend the morning admiring just how incredibly spectacular your friends are for making your bachelorette party feel so very special. Get a mimosa buzz while you float in the pool snorting laughing reliving memories you had long forgotten.
Bring a change of clothes (and a hair brush) and hop in the party bus for everyone’s favorite bar: The Beachcomber. Honestly, best bar in the world. Get a couple round of mudslides, make some new friends, and put your toes in the sand.
Back to the bus, utilize that hair brush and have a semblance of an outfit change while continuing the guzzling of rosé.
Hop out in Provincetown to catch a hell of a sunset and then let the crawling begin.
Doesn’t really matter where you end up, all the bars and clubs are equally as packed with gays & bachelorette parties. Be prepared to see at least 5 brides/bar! Of course you HAVE TO stop at Governor Bradfords House for karaoke. We did a group rendition of “Wonderwall.” Was not pretty, but definitely memorable. The Atlantic House is my favorite club.
<< Cherish this weekend dearly and revisit the memories often to remind yourself just how lucky and loved you are >>
Special Thanks to my maid of honor Kelly for all of your planning expertise, Sarah for the adorable veil and such incredibly crafty decorations from her shop Say It So Studio, Allison for inviting us heathens to stay in her Nantucket home and for dragging us on the most aggressive bar crawl I’ve ever been on, Liz for opening her home for the pool party and making the world’s best quiches, Steph for making sure there were no penis straws or expensive group dinners, Jenna for not peeing your pants on the bus, Ashly for puking (again) – even though you never puke, Erika and Jamie for flying 3000 miles, Ashley for making sure none of the pasta salad went to waste, and Melissa for always going mudslide for mudslide with me. And for everyone else who joined in on the celebrations, I love all of you with every beat of my heart!
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