I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, May 21, 2012

From the rock bound shores of Maine

Ensconed in our hotel outside of Bar Harbor. Looking at the weather for tomorrow, it's supposed to rain. Yippie skippy. But there are things to do if it does rain. And hopefully it won't rain all day.

Strawberry Banke was good as far as interpreted historical villages go. Some of the costumed people were really into it, some were getting used to their parts. The other regular staff ran the gamut from really interested beginner to old historial site campaigner.

The USS Albacore was fun, if you like submarines. I didn't know that Bette had never been through one, so that was kind of fun showing her around. I'm only slightly claustrophobic, and the Albacore, compared to WWII subs is almost spacious, I still was glad to gt out of her. Although I had though she was a nuclear sub, apparently I was wrong. Although she was the first to have silver-zinc batteries. They played Morse Code in the radio room and wale song in the sonar room.

Got into Bar Harbor late and went to a nearby restaurant, which was a $20 a plate place. Youchers. Will try to find more reasonable food and activities tomorrow. I'm saving up for a good cruise.

BTW, still not missing work.

2 comments:

Rick said...

You're turning into Robin Leach, you know? :)

Steve Buchheit said...

It's the lifestyles of the rich and people who are spending money faster than they thought possible.

But that's what vacations are for, aren't they? Lots of people go to the casinos, I'm probably spending less per day than they would, but will probably be at the same point by the end (it'll just take me longer than a weekend junket).