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Vacation, Part 1: Barber Shops and Christian Science
Yay for family vacation! Seriously, I love our vacations. Two years ago we went whitewater rafting on the Chatooga River with a little backpacking, last year we did a little more backpacking and spent a few days up at a very nice cabin in the mountains near Boone, and this year, it's even better. Let me give you a little jealousy-inspiring taste of our day.
We got up at the awful hour of 5 this morning (don't be jealous yet) and drove to the airport in Raleigh. From there, we flew to La Guardia, and after a very short layover, on up to Manchester, New Hampshire. The second flight was on this tiny little dual-propeller plane. It was awesome. A little nerve-wracking, considering that the blades were going at 2500 rpm (rough guess) and were about 3 feet from the side of the airplane, but cool nonetheless.
After renting a car, we moseyed on over to Portsmouth, New Hampshire, one of the coolest places I have ever been. I'm not even kidding. Coffee shops, breweries, used book stores, public art, and all right on the coast. And the weather! After two months of air conditionless South Carolina sticky heat, the cool ocean breeze of New England was a thing out of a dream. We had lunch at The Portsmouth Brewery, and it was delicious. I had a pulled pork sandwich (very tender, and very good) and a Black Cat Stout that complemented the sandwich marvelously.
After hanging out in downtown for about an hour, we drove on up the coast, passing through small towns, stopping to take a picture or two of the Bush's coastal estate (not the picture featured to the left), and finally ending up at The Morrill Mansion. Me and the brothers are in the Morrill Suite. Oh yes. Be jealous.
After getting settled here, me and the brothers went for a walk down Congress St. Nothing spectacular (lots of things were closed by the time we got there), but we're looking forward to hanging out closer to the port tomorrow. The city seems like Maine's Asheville. There's even a local brewery that we might get to take a tour of.... We got to our restaurant (I can't remember the name) and had trouble deciding what to order since everything sounded wonderful. And we were not disappointed. My cod/sausage/potatoes/clams/peppers were delightful, and everything else I sampled was just as good. Oh, and the Nut Brown Ale I had with the meal was another terrific match.
We got out of there about an hour ago, then pretty much came back here. With such an early start to our day, we're all pretty beat. Daniel is taking a bath using the complimentary herbal bath salts (what a girl), and Jared is watching Liar Liar. Needless to say, we're all having a wonderful time on our first day of vacation, and are looking forward to a fantastic week. Tomorrow we'll hit the coast a little more, and tomorrow night take a ferry out to one of the nearby islands to camp for a night. Thankfully, I brought my pipe.
We got up at the awful hour of 5 this morning (don't be jealous yet) and drove to the airport in Raleigh. From there, we flew to La Guardia, and after a very short layover, on up to Manchester, New Hampshire. The second flight was on this tiny little dual-propeller plane. It was awesome. A little nerve-wracking, considering that the blades were going at 2500 rpm (rough guess) and were about 3 feet from the side of the airplane, but cool nonetheless.
After renting a car, we moseyed on over to Portsmouth, New Hampshire, one of the coolest places I have ever been. I'm not even kidding. Coffee shops, breweries, used book stores, public art, and all right on the coast. And the weather! After two months of air conditionless South Carolina sticky heat, the cool ocean breeze of New England was a thing out of a dream. We had lunch at The Portsmouth Brewery, and it was delicious. I had a pulled pork sandwich (very tender, and very good) and a Black Cat Stout that complemented the sandwich marvelously.
After hanging out in downtown for about an hour, we drove on up the coast, passing through small towns, stopping to take a picture or two of the Bush's coastal estate (not the picture featured to the left), and finally ending up at The Morrill Mansion. Me and the brothers are in the Morrill Suite. Oh yes. Be jealous.
After getting settled here, me and the brothers went for a walk down Congress St. Nothing spectacular (lots of things were closed by the time we got there), but we're looking forward to hanging out closer to the port tomorrow. The city seems like Maine's Asheville. There's even a local brewery that we might get to take a tour of.... We got to our restaurant (I can't remember the name) and had trouble deciding what to order since everything sounded wonderful. And we were not disappointed. My cod/sausage/potatoes/clams/peppers were delightful, and everything else I sampled was just as good. Oh, and the Nut Brown Ale I had with the meal was another terrific match.
We got out of there about an hour ago, then pretty much came back here. With such an early start to our day, we're all pretty beat. Daniel is taking a bath using the complimentary herbal bath salts (what a girl), and Jared is watching Liar Liar. Needless to say, we're all having a wonderful time on our first day of vacation, and are looking forward to a fantastic week. Tomorrow we'll hit the coast a little more, and tomorrow night take a ferry out to one of the nearby islands to camp for a night. Thankfully, I brought my pipe.
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