We enjoyed our B&B nite in the turret with the windows open and a great cool, clean breeze flowing thru the room.  Up for coffee on the back veranda at 7:00 and then breakfast was served at 8:00.  We are joined by an older couple from Rhode Island and one we weren’t sure were husband and wife or son and mother.  The RI couple were cute – having been up for the Common Ground festival of vegetarian  hippy-dippy types who seem to have some prevalence here in Maine.  One last walk down to the waters edge in Belfast and then we returned, cleaned up, and out on Route 1 headed for Bar Harbor.  A even prettier drive than yesterday we amble along trying to take in all the sites.

Our desitnation is the County Office for Bar Harbor where we hope to complete our wedding license.   We meet the Town Clerk Sharon and she was most pleasant and helpful thru the process.  Our required paperwork In hand, we sat outside and completed the necessary forms.  It will take her 15-20 minutes to enter the information so we head out for a beer and walk about Bar Harbor.  Returning to the County Office, Sharon completes our marriage documents by witnessing our signatures, collecting the appropriate fee, and bundling everything up for us to give to Reverend Sorenson.  We find the beautiful Bar Harbor Inn where we’re staying – it is a wonderful old hotel out on a point overlooking Frenchman’s Bay.  Our room in the main facility has a cute back deck with Adirondack chairs looking out onto the bay – it is beautiful.  Back out on foot we find the lobster roll restaurant the locals, according to the Town Clerk, dine out.  Although Sharon did clarify her suggestion in saying that she doesn’t eat lobster out – which struck me as odd because it was apparent that our new friend Sharon didn’t exactly say no to any caloric consumption.  Afterwards we lay in the grass at the park overlooking the harbor – colorful lobster boats and a few sailboats rest beside their respective moorings with the backdrop unfortunately disturbed by the huge Princess Cruise Line ship anchored just offshore.

Yes, sadly, Bar Harbor is a cruise ship destination explaining all the ice cream eating, doddering old cocoonians wandering the streets along with an assortment of Euro’s.