I don’t like souvenirs but wanted to collect some sort of memorabilia on my trip. I like stickers but not on my bumper. I decided on Christmas ornaments. I love a Christmas tree and seeing what I’ve collected will be fun one time a year. NOT fun the other time (I hate taking the tree down).
Now that I’m in the market, why does it bum me out that it is so easy to find touristy Christmas ornaments? I am one of billions who have embraced this idea. Ugh. I hate being a sheep. People eat sheep. But, what’s the alternative? Shot glasses? Magnets? Maybe, but stainless renders those useless.
I’m a little drunk. I took the bus into Bar Harbor and went to a few bars. And then a few more. Then I missed the bus back. I set my phone alarm in order to not miss the next one (last one). In an effort to kill a few hours, I found my way into a Mexican restaurant bar. It’s where the locals drink and they keep refilling my margarita! Whoop! Gotta love bar people. I know I do. I think I’ve had five so far. The bartender is extraordinarily vulgar and amazing. Totally politically incorrect.
So, I’ve found my way back to my campground and Bird. My bill for copious amounts of margarita? $8. I left $20 which was still a steal. The buses (“shuttles”) are free which is awesome – but unreliable which sucks. I made it back to the campground but had no flashlight so had to find my way to my site in the pitch black. No problem – but it did make me notice the sky. Stars like I’ve never seen. Ever.
I really like it here. The locals are kind of giddy because the season ends next week (Columbus Day). I think I’m in for a good week here in the farthest point away from Vegas possible! My allergies are nearly non-existent! I may have to twist Larry’s arm and move out here for a change. Who knows?
Onward ♋+♊
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