Day #3 - Shopping

I did not sleep well last night. Perhaps it's all of the napping or the fresh air, neither of which my body is used to. Maybe it's the months and years of being on go and running around like crazy. Here, I can slow down and wile away the long, lazy days of summer in much the same way I did as a child at my Uncle's trailer in Pennsylvania.

We notice the small things here - the way the wind changes direction so suddenly, the noise of small Sessnas escorting the wealthy by air to avoid traffic. It's astounding the way our senses adjust to our surroundings here, as though these are the things required for survival.

There were small drops of rain on the windows this morning and the air smelled particularly salty. I was standing over a frying pan full of bacon for the New Husband this morning when I heard footsteps crunching on the gravel drive.

"Knock knock," Mich - our landlord for the week - said as he approached.

"Good morning, Mich! Come on in. Can I get your anything?" I asked, suddenly wondering if I'd magically shifted into heels and pearls.

"Oh no, not at all. I don't mean to interrupt but did the New Husband mention going boating some time this week?"

"Yes, we're looking forward to it." We reviewed the tide schedule for the rest of the week and agreed that tomorrow would be a fine day for a short tour by boat - until we'd heard on the radio that may not be the case after all.

We made the short drive into town - in this case, Trenton, Maine. We perused an antiques store where I found a vintage Cole Haan bag. It looks 1940-1960s-esque to me. At the end of the day, designer bags tend to retain value over time and if nothing else, I have a new-to-me Fall bag.

We went to the L.L. Bean Outlet but were disappointed in their selection. Let's face it: we're not exactly L.L. Bean material anyway. It's been chilly here and I am woefully unprepared for such weather. We stopped at some other outlet where I purchased a long sleeve Lucky Brand tshirt ($13 from $32) and a Columbia hoodie ($20 from $55).

Afterwards, we took a ride to Bar Harbor, which frankly after all of the peace and quiet we've had was overwhelming. We stopped for lunch at Testa's - one of the only places with more than one non-fish option on the menu. I quickly realize how smart a decision we'd made to stay at Kells Cottage just over the bridge in Trenton. Bar Harbor is stunning, but expensive and overrun with families with small children - not how we wanted to spend our honeymoon.