Despite the rain, Maine was lovely. We caught up with my homegirls from high school, explored the old forts strewn along the Atlantic coast, ate nigiri (and Philadelphia rolls for those less adventurous, i.e. moi), baked cookies, visited the farmers market, ate corn chowder, and Kevin ate a Maine lobster. He ate it across from me, the one who grew up in that crustacean-loving state but is allergic to shellfish. Not only was the spraying of deathly juices rather alarming, but the cracking open of shell, tearing off of limb, and disturbingly guacamole-like innards were all a bit too much for me. He did look pretty cute in his bib, though.
All these photos were taken by me with Kev's iphone, using the VSCO app. I got my camera back, but alas, it is still broken. Off it goes again. Booo.