|Ready for best lobster rolls ever|
After church we headed for Maine. It took us several hours to get there because of the traffic. My sweetie wanted to show me the beaches of New Hampshire, but that turned out to be a big mistake on Fathers' Day. There were so many people! We finally got by them and it was a smooth ride the rest of the way to Portland.
|So windy; selfies were hard|
We walked down to the lighthouse and took some pics and then we went along the cliff walk. Every angle was just so amazing. It reminded me of our stop at Lake Michigan so much that I wanted to touch the water even though my sweetie cautioned me that it was very cold.
Most of the time we were on sheer cliffs with huge rocks at the bottom, but eventually we got around to an area where we could walk out on the beach. My sweetie was still in his church shoes, so I traipsed through the small round stones until I was in sand and then I slipped off my shoes and socks and waded into the water.
It was cold! But it felt so good as I curled my toes in the sand. It was obviously fresh water with no shells, only the smooth stones. I put my shoes back on and hiked back up the beach where my sweetie had been taking pictures.
Then we left the park and drove into downtown Portland. I love looking at new places and just people-watching. It wasn't long before we were back on the road and on our way to Boston. We arrived at the hotel just in time to watch the last game of the NBA finals. What an upset for Cleveland to win!
Tomorrow we are going back downtown and then to Fenway to watch the Red Sox play. Love watching baseball... but then you knew that already.