The Insanity That Is July 4 Weekend
As a summer destination ( we love the Hamptons in the winter when nobody is there ), all the stops are pulled out for the major three day weekends. Here some examples of the excesses of the weekend.
Image 1 - Hampton Bays pulls out the trucks and the flag for the holiday, as well as the donation cups for those driving through. Ties up traffic forever, but makes a interesting photo.
Images 2,3 - the old Victorian Houses in Southhampton put out their finery for the holiday - the statues of Uncle Sam, flowers lining the walkways, flags. Note in image 3 the ancient car in the driveway.
Image 4 - the yacht Kisses is one of the thirty largest in the world. It has travelled all over the world, but appears for a July 4 party every year in the Sag Harbor marina. It can house ten with a crew of twelve. The yacht is available apparently for lease. Ownership is uncertain but believed to owned by Norman Braman, former owner of a National Football League team and owner of Braman Enterprises, which owns multiple car dealerships and with other ties to the automotive industry.
Image 5 - and for the second year in a row, Mother Nature rolls out a drop dead sunset.
Amagansett Farmer's Market
This iconic gathering place in Amagansett has been around since the 1950's and is THE gathering place for weekend breakfast. Less a farmer's market than a convenience store featuring upscale items - probably every designer mustard and squash from the entire world, along with overpriced deli products, fruit, and prepared food - part of the ramshackle building is a breakfast food stand. It seems like everyone is on the long and very slow moving line (check the image ) to the counter surrounded by swarms of yellow jackets waiting to place and then wait for an order. After actually getting your breakfast, walk past the cut flowers to the garden in the back. Surrounded by lovely flowers ( imaged ), join the locals and the visitors. Dogs and children are the prime attractions. Everyone is friendly and people pass from group to group playing the Six Levels of Separation. Who is your daughter's obstetrician, where did you get that exotic dog, does my accountant know your accountant. The food is nothing special, the prices are high - but the crowd is pure Hamptons. This is where one wants to be on Sunday morning.