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Bar
Harbor is a quaint and lovely seaside town. It was extremely slow
going getting here on Route 2 due to numerous road construction
stops, but it was hard to complain with such beautiful scenery to
look at. Driving through Vermont, the aptly named "Green Mountain
State", we stopped at local farmer's stands along the way and
cooked the fresh, locally grown veggies for dinner at night - what
a treat! We meandered around some small town fairs along the way
and enjoyed talking to the local people, who could easily determine
we were "foreigners" after the first word out of our mouths.
I asked them to explain how they could effectively communicate without
using the word "ya'll" but I never got a satisfactory
answer.
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spent a day exploring the Acadia National Park with a stop at Cadillac
Mountain, the site where the sun first rises in the United States.
We haven't yet felt the incentive to get up early enough to experience
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A
special treat was having a traditional tea party on the lawn
at Jordan Pond - popovers, brie, fresh fruit and tea in the
afternoon after major sightseeing was the perfect topping
to a perfect day.
Don
particulary enjoyed the handfed grapes!
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I've
always enjoyed being able to be spontaneous and do things on the
spur of the moment. I still prefer that, but one of the down-sides
is that you don't always get to do what you want to do when you
want to do it. Since we've been in the Bar Harbor area, we've talked
about taking the ferry to Nova Scotia. By the time we got around
to calling, they were booked up. So we consoled ourselves with Plan
B: we'd take the 3 hour cruise for whale watching and puffin peaking.
Lesson learned: spontaneity may be fun, but during tourist season
in Maine, reservations are necessary for doing touristy things.
However,
one of the benefits of this life is that you can always change your
plans and stay longer or leave whenever you want. So we'll extend
our stay by one day, and then head to Bangor to still make it in
time for the State Fair on Saturday.
God,
I love this life!
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