Portland, Maine

Aug. 22

We decided to stop at a Walmart parking lot 4 miles outside of Portland before making our way to Acadia National Park. The city boasts a working harbor (which depending on one's taste, means stinky rotten fish smell accompanied by dirty lobster traps scattered about or a fascinating look into what nearly seems like a lost slice of working America). Anyway, we spent the late afternoon walking around the city, which might have more cozy pubs per block than I have ever seen. Along one of the docks, we stopped into a lobster shack to have the infamous lobster roll: chunks of delicious lobster mixed with mayo and cold slaw, wrapped in a bun. We tried a few of the innumerable local beer brews and headed back to the RV. We were a little disappointed that we didn't have more time to explore Portland, it seems like a really cool place. As with most places in New England, not surprisingly, it seems to lack any significant ethnic diversity.