July 15
Southwest Harbor,
Maine
On
Sunday, we began an intensive search for David’s wallet. We were certain it was in the boat or in the
car. It was not found in either. This was becoming scary. The wallet contained no money but it was packed
with credit cards. He would need his
driver’s license to board a plane and it was also in the wallet. Calls to places we visited the day before
were not successful. David returned to
town to make his own personal search of those sites. This was also unsuccessful. Finally, he decided to check at the local police
station. To his great surprise, his
wallet had been turned in by someone who found it after the parade on the
previous day. It apparently had fallen
from his pocket while we sat in front of the local deli.
At four
o’clock, we were delighted to witness on the dock across from us a lovely
wedding. All the guests and participants
were dressed in navy and white and the ceremony was held on the aft deck of the
boat owned by the couple being married.
She was dressed in a beautiful long dress of deep navy and he had a navy
blazer and white slacks. We were later
told they had been together for more than thirty years but “the time was never
right to marry” until now. About twenty
people attended the wedding but many others arrived for the reception held in a
white tent on the main dock of the marina.
We left
the festive scene to take a driving tour of the park with Phil and Linda, who
know the area well. They have come to
Southwest Harbor for years and both have hiked extensively in the park. Fog had unexpectedly arrived shortly before
the wedding and remained thick in areas near the water. Bright sunshine and clear skies were
elsewhere. In our drive, we alternated
between the two.
After going through the large park and the
small communities bordering it, we ended at Bar Harbor. Dinner was at a quaint restaurant featuring
Brazilian cuisine. My seafood dish of
shrimp, mussels, and scallops was flavored with coconut milk. Very good!
David had a Shepherd’s Pie made with fried eggplant—definitely not the
traditional recipe but he enjoyed it.
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