Five years ago today.....part V
Monday, May 22, 2000
We woke up to the scent of a wonderful breakfast spread. We went downstairs and took our places at a long, rectangular, antique dining table. We chatted around with the other guests in the inn....a couple "on holiday" from Cambridge, England, and some others (one was a spitting image of Dr. Greene on ER, my favorite show at the time).
We were served cantaloupe boats, ham, Maine blueberry pancakes (with Vermont maple syrup), OJ, and very strong coffee.
After breakfast, we changed and went into the city of Portsmouth to work out at the Portsmouth Athletic Club. After a shower, we traveled among the character-filled streets. We visited eccentric little shops such as Equinox Music (which later inspired Ken's purchase of a didgeridoo) and Portsmouth Antiques.
For dinner, we crossed the bridge to Kittery, Maine for a other-worldly seafood extravaganza at Warren's Lobster House. The salad bar was bigger than most entire buffets back home. Because of the delicious experience we'd had the night before, we trekked back over the bridge to have dessert once again at The Stockpot.
We woke up to the scent of a wonderful breakfast spread. We went downstairs and took our places at a long, rectangular, antique dining table. We chatted around with the other guests in the inn....a couple "on holiday" from Cambridge, England, and some others (one was a spitting image of Dr. Greene on ER, my favorite show at the time).
We were served cantaloupe boats, ham, Maine blueberry pancakes (with Vermont maple syrup), OJ, and very strong coffee.
After breakfast, we changed and went into the city of Portsmouth to work out at the Portsmouth Athletic Club. After a shower, we traveled among the character-filled streets. We visited eccentric little shops such as Equinox Music (which later inspired Ken's purchase of a didgeridoo) and Portsmouth Antiques.
For dinner, we crossed the bridge to Kittery, Maine for a other-worldly seafood extravaganza at Warren's Lobster House. The salad bar was bigger than most entire buffets back home. Because of the delicious experience we'd had the night before, we trekked back over the bridge to have dessert once again at The Stockpot.
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