Last night the folks camped beside us were having an authentic 50's road trip. Their tiny trailer was attached to a 1956 red Cadillac convertable that was in pristine condition. They were even dressing the part - she in her peddle pushers and he in his fedora. While the photo doesn't do is justice, it was a great sight to see.We're still in Freeport, having decided to take a day to pick up some groceries, do some laundry and get ourselves sorted out. It's a soft, warm summer day - the kind just made for hanging out around the pool so we may just do that too.
Our drive to the Walmart Super Center took us through picturesque countryside and through avenues overhung with oak trees and lined with the most amazingly lovely Victorian homes. The paint stores here must do a good business in heritage colours since most houses look fresh and crisp in their pinks, purples, greens and blues of Victorian architecture. Out came the Ooos and Aaaas again. Each house has such character, with its funny little turrets and porches.
We've been decorating! Last Christmas Bill and Margaret gave me this sign and we finally found just the right piece of velcro to attach it above the motorhome door. As we got creative, a J. Crew shopping bag became a lovely piece of 3D art for the kitchen wall. We had a rubber lobster, but he is to heavy to stick up with the said Velcro.And finally, we went back to Morse's Lobster Shack and had that much anticipated lobster dinner. I have no words..........
To be continued.......
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