Saturday, our first full day in Maine, was shaping up to be a gross, cold, rainy day, exactly what you think of the start of summer is like in New England! For obvious reasons, we headed indoors for some entertainment. Our motel was right across the street from the Fun-O-Rama, so skeeball was a must. I love skeeball. Ratty does too.
On our walk around town in search of coffee [one coffee shop told me that their large latte came with 1 shot of espresso in it, I walked out immediately] we passed the ultra-famous Golden Rod restaurant. We stood outside their window, watching them pull salt water taffy, for what felt like hours. I love salt water taffy, especially chocolate salt water taffy. Mmmm. And peppermint. Yes, chocolate and peppermint.
Perhaps not the greatest series of photos, I know it's not clear because of the reflection, but let's be real, there is no way to eliminate that problem. Unless, of course, I was behind the glass where they actually MAKE the taffy. Hm, next time get behind the glass.
Since it was really lousy out, we decided to take a drive over to Kittery and check out some of the outlets. Even though we weren't moving for another month, there was no way I could pass up an opportunity to go to the Crate and Barrel outlet. No way Jose!
On our drive to Kittery we passed the maybe World Famous Yummies candy store, which means I promptly banged a u-turn and demanded a photo next to the sign. Yummies commericals always air during 'Phantom Gourmet', but being that I live in Boston and Yummies is in Maine, I'd never had the chance to go there. It's like airing Red Lobster commercials in Boston, there isn't one for over 100 miles! Ugh, I still want to try their Cheddar Bay Biscuits.
Yummies was nuts - literally and figuratively! RIMSHOT! I'm so hilarious. There were shelves packed to the ceiling with every single type of candy you could ever imagine. They had all the Jelly Belly favors, hard to find and/or rare types of candy, where things like Violets come to mind, and a ton of homemade confections like fudge and delicious sesame brittle [yes I bought a pack, I love brittle. I'm also a 96 year old woman in a 28 year olds body]. I also like 'Murder, She Wrote' and 'Father Dowling Mysteries' and really enjoy time on the couch under my afghan.
So much candy.
In case you're wondering, which I am sure you are, yes, Ratty wears blazers all the time. Even while on vacation. And buying candy.
We were here!
Once we were sufficiently stocked up on candy, moreso me than Ratty, we drove up and down the main street, stopping at every single outlet that looked appealing. I spent far too much time in Yankee Candle, Old Navy, Crate & Barrel and in the massage chair at Brookstone. We came away with bags and bags of new things, more than anyone should buy while away for the weekend, unless shopping includes a Duty Free store or on an episode of 'What Not to Wear'. Oh well, I'm totally fine with my purchases!
After shopping we were absolutely starving, so we stopped off for a lack luster lunch/supper before heading back to York. It's amazing, but apparently it's possible to have a bad lobster roll. I know, life is so hard.
On our drive home, I decided that we should just get lost, drive around and just see what's out there. I like to do this alot. We took the long route back to York, driving along the coast and finding the most amazing beach with a walking path along the cliff. It wasn't the nicest day ever, and the wind was freezing, but it was such a beautiful walk and we could enjoy it all to ourselves, since no one was crazy enough to be outside.
The path opened up to a beautiful park over looking the ocean, which was centered around a Veterans Memorial. People who had walked along the path left heart shaped stones at the base of the statue, which was really sweet.
I made Ratty pose for this one. He hated it, obviously.
We tried our best to make it all along the path, but there were a few areas where it became slightly dangerous. I was also wearing flip flops and I had visions of me tumbling down the slope and off the side of the walkway. Where did I come from?!
Along the path at the end of the park was this insane private club, which Ratty and I wanted to join immediately. The people in the yard were wearing lots of Nantucket red, whale pants and boat shoes. There is some serious money in that place!
We spent a good hour plus walking around and finally had to call it a day when I couldn't feel my toes anymore. After getting back to York, warming up and relaxing for a bit, we made our way downstairs [seriously all the way downstairs] to Inn on the Blues, the resident Blues Bar on short sands. They have live music every night of the week, and due to the fact that the place kept us up the night before with their awesome, pulsing music, it was only fitting that we head down there and actually enjoy it this time, instead of slamming the windows and turning up the sound machine. Gah, we sound so old and crotchety!
About halfway through the night an entire wedding party came through. They'd had the wedding at the Union Bluffs Hotel and as soon as the reception ended they came pouring into the bar. They were actually pretty hilarious, decked out in tuxes, floor length dresses and bouquets, but the best was the bride, she was rocking her dress all night - I wouldn't take it off either!