Baa HaBaa

The ride on day 2 was intentionally short, as we wanted to have a chance to explore Bar Harbour at least a little bit before heading off to Nova Scotia. July and August are the peak of high season for the area, and the town itself was crawling with tourists. Within the town itself, the primary passtimes seem to be eating (seafood, of course) and purchasing kitchy maine souvenirs with some combination of lobsters, seashells, and moose on them. We decided that Maine wins some sort of prize for the worst puns utilized in store names ever. "Moosely Maine", and "Mainely Moose" themes abound, but our favorite was actually an outdoor restaurant right in Bar Harbour named Carmen Veranda. Ouch.

So, although we did walk around a little bit, most of what we did in Bar Harbour involved cocktails and a late-ish dinner down at the docks. In my somewhat (!) inebriated state I decided the best thing to pour on top of several gin and tonics would be a two pound lobster. Ugh. We staggered back to the hotel and I pretty much collapsed into bed immediately.