We decide that we don’t really want to go anywhere, so we go to cuttyhunk. It still is pretty much nowhere.
We sail a little, motor mostly over, and pick up an inside mooring; plenty of room. After that, we do pretty much nothing. Oh, except I spend half the afternoon on the computer, messing with the very poor cuttyhunk wifi, trying to deal with an issue at work. Some relaxation!
Early evening brings the Cuttyhunk Raw Bar, and the beginning of a leisurely dinner, with an intermission for showers.
It remains that if you don’t really want to be anywhere, Cuttyhunk does nicely.