We wandered to town early in the morning, to do a little
sight seeing and shopping. Portland has all manner of places to poke one’s head
in, from taverns to pottery shops, all wrapped in the gabled roofs and windows
with eyebrows that were so favored in the 19th century. Narrow
streets lined with sidewalks help foot traffic. Benches and door stoops abound.
It had been a long time since I meandered about the town and it was nice to do
so again.
After a bit I got it in my head that Dakota should see the
Atlantic. He loves water and boats and fishing, traits he learned from his
father. We had already spent some energy seeing Lake Erie and Niagara Falls, so
it seemed only fitting. Leaving Kathy to explore pottery shops we headed to the
port and began poking around. It proved an impossible task as the Fore River spills
into the Portland Harbor and both are shielded from the ocean by a series of
islands.
As the afternoon turned, we headed back to the hotel,
stopped by the airport to pick up Rachel’s baggage that the airline had decided
to ship on up from Newark, despite not shipping her and Fin (see previous
posts). With that in tow we got some food and headed to the hotel. Kathy doesn’t
sit well and we had an hour to kill so we decided to head to Fort Williams Park,
just south of Portland. It proved a quick jaunt, but paid tremendous dividends
as it overlooks the ocean. Though misty and we could not see far, the waves
crashing on rocky shore made up for it. Having added a third water to his site
seeing tour, we headed back to prep for the wedding.
But no matter, Kat and I slipped out after saying our farewells and she had a lobster roll and I a cheeseburger at a nice little restaurant down the street. They used potato bread, whatever that is, and some kind of cheese I should probably know, on the burger, but it was good nonetheless and I scarfed it down.
Back to the hotel to watch the stream that Scxrlet64 put on for the Kickstarter. Today, we are off again. This time headed south to Newark to pick up the two lost travelers and take them home to Arkansas. The back again begins.
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