Cape May

Stan the trolley Man

First impressions. Stan the Trolley Bus Man. Big man, big welcome, big heart. What a welcome to Cape May and it just got better.

Stan, I’m a fan, drives the free trolley bus around Cape May. He should have a statue. He gives a genuine warm hearted welcome to everyone. None of your bull sh*yt welcome but the real loud thing. We had trogged into the town, hot and sweaty and sat down on a bench under a tree to cool off. Stan and the Trolley bus appeared on cue. In we walked into an air conditioned bus and Stan made us welcome. He went off his route to drop off two people outside their home and took us into town pointing out interesting things along the way. It was the end of the season, only four other people on the bus. Stan was equally kind to all. I wish he was my Grandad, although I may be older than he is.

Next stop after staring around was the tourist information shop. We met Craig. Craig is a marvel. Artistic and very informed, he understood our needs, ie. Food, wine, beer and he kindly spent about half an hour guiding us. We left with a map with his cycle routes marked so that we could safely find the brewery, cheese farm, vineyard and fisherman’s wharf without getting squashed on the highway. We took all his info and walked around town. Think Aldborough or Southwold rather than Margate. We found an ice cream parlour with stools and a pinball machine. I think the pinball machine was fixed as I was rubbish.

After strolling around we went shopping for supper and at the checkout we met a lady who volunteered to drive us back to our anchorage. We gladly accepted and off we went. Isn’t that amazing.

What a wonderful place this is.