A tale of a whale and a whale of a tale it was

Aaaand home. Very tired. Whale watch was lovely. Water was rough enough to induce seasickness in at least two of our number. I had staked out an end seat on the bench in the back, so I could turn and watch over the rail without having to hang on for dear life. Someone of course immediately stepped into the “empty” space at the rail. Happily, they were able to enter into “Pretend I’m standing right there.” When we got to Actual Whales, it got crazy, and I had to stand up. At that point I could either grip the rail and scan for spouts, or lose my phone over the side. I opted to grip and scan.

It was cooler in Boothbay Harbor than here in Central Maine, but by no means cool. I did eat lunch, take a walk across the footbridge and visit a couple shops in town — including, yes, Enchantments. One place was having a BOGO on sweatshirts and I’m afraid I burst out laughing.

And I think that’s all I’ve got right now.

Everybody have a good evening. I’ll check in tomorrow.

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