We left Bangor this morning and headed to the last leg of our adventure.
We stopped at Judy’s for breakfast. We love a good dive. Who knew people drank beer at breakfast….No judging here.
We drove into Portland Maine (which took just over 2 hours).
We stopped into our hotel to see if we could check in early. We GET TO stay at this super bougie hotel. I wonder if my traveling mates will be embarrassed when I ask the hotel desk what color the walls are painted because I MUST know.
Driving in Portland is not the funnest so we set off on foot to explore. We are close to the water and found a piece of the Berlin Wall
Some magnificent boats
While we strolled, we stopped and asked a local artist selling her art where we should eat dinner. Her name was Lisa. As we got to know her, her son called and spoke of how he was so proud of the pot roast he was making.
And so we ate here:
Dimillo’s on the water.
A large boat converted into a restaurant.
It was yummy.
Clam chowder, bacon wrapped scallops, lobster stew, lazy lobster (already cut up) fish and blueberry cobbler were some of the items we enjoyed.
A side sorry:
We had purchased a few souvenirs and wanted to return them to the hotel room prior to dinner. The men took the packages upstairs while Becky and I sat outside on a planter. As we chatted, a gentlemen down the sidewalk from us, stood up, dropped his cellphone and stumbled, almost falling into the road . He is able to gather his balance and starts to stumble again. He loses his balance over and over again and starts to stumble towards where we are sitting. I believe my eyes are very wide by this time. Becky leans over to me and says “hold onto your ………” She realized I don’t have a purse. The man almost falls onto my lap but lands immediately next to me sitting down. We can instantly smell that he has had A LOT to drink. We gather our things and go inside the hotel. Upon leaving the hotel and walking towards where the man was, he had fallen into the planter bed and was asleep. He was breathing Thank God.
When we returned from dinner, he was no longer there but left his indentions
As I sat to write my thought from today, I’m able to look outside and see the prettiest of brick buildings with Ivy growing on it.
It was a lovely day.
Tomorrow will be our last day in Portland.