Poseidon must be angry in Maine.

Another beautiful day in Maine. We are camping with my Aunt Kathryn and her family on the lovley coast of Maine. We woke up and went int Portland for the day. Because HC wasnt navigating we got there with few problems and went to a beautiful farmers market with flowers and herbs and strawberries. We explored a creek, took lots of pictures of the scenery, and then headed into the city. All of us ate at an organic pizzary on the shore and bought lobsters named Doug and Bruce. In the car on the way back dad taunted me with Bruce and then put him on my Aunt Kathryn's shoulder while she was driving. She screamed and almost ran us off the road but it was funny. After that we drove to a lighthouse on the rocky shore. The fog had rolled in and it was extra cold but dad convinced me to go in the water anway. (Old man Pappas was afraid his frail body would go into Cardiac arrest should he submerge himself in the icy Maine waters) I however braved the 35 degree water. The ocean is a cruel mistress indeed. Just as i had stepped out of my shoes poseidon through a big one my way and soaked me. Good times. We came home and had some appetizers and are now cooking Doug and Bruce along with some steaks. Tomorrow we're headed to my Yiayia's house and then onto Boston.

Vale! Amor, Amelia et Christos.