Saturday, August 28, 2010

Honeymoon Part II

My mom left Sebasco and the four of us (me, Paul, and his parents) continued on to Bar Harbor and Acadia National Park. We went camping here:
Paul's parents are troopers. Not only did they sleep on the hard ground, but they liked it! This was around the time my picture taking was winding down, so I don't have any pictures of our campsite. We went to Acadia National Park, which was gorgeous.

Like father, like son. Paul makes friends wherever he goes....

My handsome husband. Good job, Sandy and Graham. I like your gene pool.

View of the same beach from atop the mountain.

This was a restaurant in the park where we got tea and popovers. Oh. My. Heavens. They bring them out hot with butter and jam and they just melt in your mouth.

Up in the clouds

Paul and I are a couple of weirdos.
Yup, a match made in heaven.
Give us props and a camera and this is what happens....

Downtown Bar Harbor. We were bummed because we wanted to go whale watching but it was too foggy.

I just missed a great moment with Paul and his dad here having a good laugh. There were some really sweet moments of bonding between the two of them. Actually, we all had sweet moments of bonding. This time together was a real blessing for us as a family. We went back to this pub twice because they had great seafood and beer at a great price. By the last day in Maine though I think we'd all had enough chowder, fried seafood, and lobster to last us the rest of the year!

We had to drive home all day in this. Yuck. Nine hours of rain!
But as usual, Paul's parents kept a good attitude. We got home late that night and had a relaxing day at home the next day. We had a cook out with my mom.

Next, we went to the Big Apple. Paul and his mom have been but Graham had not. Our first night there we went to a fancy French restaurant. Ooolala. It was delish. We had a fancy bottle of wine. Paul and Sandy had to hold Graham and I back from ordering another one.

I tell you, that Sandy can pass as a regular New Yorker. She does not look like a tourist at all. At least we were in Times Square where one would expect to see a tourist.
It was when we were walking through Brooklyn at midnight with all her gear strapped to her torso that I worried a bit!

We liked to tease Sandy about her constant picture taking and videography, but she knows one day we'll have to eat our words.

I made them do this. Three Australians in NYC with an UGG sign in the background? Had to be done.

Remember when I said before like father like son? Here's Graham chatting it up with our cab driver.
Now, I know people like to think New Yorkers are rude, but it's just not true. Even in Brooklyn at midnight with all the camera gear strapped on and our I-heart-NY t-shirts (we so obviously didn't belong) they were happy to point us in the right direction.....but I don't think they knew quite what to do when Graham would try to chat them up on the subway. I don't think they were completely prepared for friendliness on this level.

I just adore this picture of Sandy. So lovely. 

Our last night there we went to see Chicago on Broadway. Of course I didn't want to disturb the performance, but here I am at intermission enjoying my wine. No more of that for a while. Boooo.

The next morning Paul and I dropped his parents off at the airport and we were on our way. A trip to NYC just isn't complete without a good traffic jam. We got up to 25 mph here. WhoooHoo! Way to end our vacation!

We were sad to see Paul's parents go (and I was sad to have to go back to work). We made so many great memories. Oh, and we made a baby too!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

How good were you allowing the oldies to tag along...that woman carrying all the cameras looked a bit over the top though..haha..