After a couple days hanging out and seeing in the new year with a game of hard fought Pictionary, we decided to bang sown the line to Bangor for some well earned shopping...
On the way, we stopped off in Harvey to catch up with Mitch and Gloria (Jody's parents). Charlotte licked her fingers, then picked up every single chocolate coated peanut butter ball... Nice one, Tig. It was really great to see them. (The Fundy is on again this year for sure).
As soon as we arrived, in Bangor, Michelle and I came down with the flu. So for the most part, we were confined to the hotel room, while Charlotte begged us to do "something fun" (like go to the pool).
We did manage to crawl into the Frier's Bakehouse (no cellular phones) for a wonderful hand made breakfast.
We also tracked down the infamous Brady gang...
...and chased some of the pigeons.
Unfortunately, there were no giant bargains for Ms Michelle to prey upon (although Charlotte and I seemed to come up trumps).
So we packed our gear, and limped back towards the Canadian border, to the open fire at the McDonalds in Houlton.
For the record: US Customs are far more confident, courteous and proficient, than our red coat friends in the Canadian pavilion. (We crossing the border with a bag of groceries. You have a job because of us ~ no need to be jerks, just sayin').
Will-bob sends.
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