Sister, Sister! My fun loving sister Mary has just left and I am sad… and exhausted. Note to self: I am working and can’t keep up with the vacation club. There is a fine line between keeping your guest entertained and losing yourself in tourist Never, Neverland…
…because Bar Harbor Neverland is whama jamma full of fun!
with hikes, bikes, and karaoke mikes.
Buses, boats, and blueberry floats
Lobsters, puffins, and popover muffins
Canoes, kayaks, and my aching back
Carriage rides, high tides, and t-shirts that are tie-dyed
Seals, Whales, and endless Trails
Fishing, fountains, and Cadillac Mountain
Lighthouses, Lumberjacks, overstuffed backpacks
Campfires and cribbage… and we haven’t even golfed yet!
Alliteration and rhyming aside, we had a grand time and we loved having her… and all our family and friends that came to visit this year.
Of course we didn’t do All the things while she was here but a few of our favorites we enjoyed were watching the meteor showers from the top of Cadillac Mountain, the Acadian Island boat tour: We saw a fledgling eagle take her first flight, 2+ lb Lobsters at the Down East “Pound” for dinner, and golfing at Lucerne.
So now we have returned to our normal routine of campfires and cribbage with a hike and a little golf thrown in there occasionally. That is until Heather arrives in two week!
Peace, Luv, and Lobster Claws, Barbie
PS. I almost forgot the Lobster Pound question… which at this point is a little anti-climatic. The real meaning behind calling it a “pound” is much less entertaining than the “Wait, wait, don’t tell me” versions and the subsequent submissions from the peanut gallery. But a promise is a promise, so the boring but yummy truth of which you may have guessed is that the roadside Lobster Pound restaurants
“Sells Lobster By the Lb.”
PSS. Sign/Saying of the day: “While golfing I spent so much time in the trees that I figured I be oughta take up hunting”
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