Our New England adventures continue.... Today we got up really early so we could try a breakfast place in Topsham. It was so good... Sorry, no pics of the food (I know you were dying to see it). Normally I don't eat pancakes that I don't make myself, but when I saw they had "Maine Blueberry Pancakes" I had to get them. It was the right choice.
After breakfast, we drove to Old Orchard Beach, which is a very popular place for tourists to go in the summertime. Not so much in May, and we knew this. When we got there, we found out that 90% of the shops were closed. We did go into one though. It was a sports shop, and they had lots of Patrio-... well, yes. I'm not going to post the pictures, but I'll just say that both the back plate and the front plate on my car will be decorated in proper New England fashion when I get back to Tucson :-) We wanted to walk on the boardwalk, but they had it closed for the season. You couldn't even walk down it! We are planning to go back to Old Orchard Beach later in May with Chelsea.
Wendy and I went for a walk when we got back to Brunswick. This is the same path that I ran yesterday. It's pretty, even in the spring!
We finished the night by going to dinner at "Ebenezer's Pub" with friends from Wendy's high school. They sang together at the open mic the pub was holding that night. This open mic happens every Tuesday, so when we return to Brunswick, we will probably go to at least one more.
A bit more about our evening...we attended the open mic last year and while my friend Chip sang then, my other friend, John, hadn't gathered the gumption to get on stage yet. Shortly after our visit, he did. With rare exception I have seen a check-in from John's girlfriend, Dee, on Facebook *every single Tuesday* since then (sometimes that's how I know what day it is, I swear) and every time I have a little pouty face because I can't be there enjoying it with them. Tonight I could finally be there, Chip and John sang, and even more friends (Mark and Rob) joined us to enjoy the show. It was a large percentage of my high school "group", and though we're grown up now and the conversations were about politics and music instead of teen angst and music, it still felt like being home again. As a bonus, the talent was almost entirely top notch all night, and never painful I ordered "something fruity with pineapple and alcohol in it" and in spite of having several as the night went on, I never did find out what it was. I look forward to catching as many Tuesdays at Ebenezer's as possible while we're in the area.