It’s so strange to me that we venture off on our boat and spend time in harbors busier than home. We’ve heard barking dogs, Johnny Cash covers and tonight, classic rock, with a lot of Jimmy Buffet thrown in.
The night sky is obliterated by lights and this morning we awakened to a triathlon in Burlington, VT. That white line is swimmers on the 1.5 k course.
We encountered a time warp when we walked through the Lake Champlain maritime museum and found a reenactment of an historic encampment. Now they are out on a replica boat near us shouting hizzah! Where am I?!
So funny you mention this. Yesterday we could not get away from New Shoreham, Block Island, RI fast enough. Oy, the people! I already knew I was a solitary creature but this cemented it for sure! Still, good gelato can make it worthwhile!
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