New England ports, lots of fishing villages dotting the coast, then up to Nova Scotia...not near Oak Island, but then, one can't see enough quaint fishing villages, can one?
This is all husband's brainstorm.
It is going to be very expensive...I don't know why he decided to waste money on this extravagance, but he wants to do it and it is better than me having to endure life in an RV.
I do so love this guy. He's inventive. He's sweet. He loves to spend money. So un-Ukrainian.
So then, after all this planning and buying passage and the urgent need for decent clothing and footwear, he asks me if there is anything I've always wanted to do.
Simple...I'd love to visit Sandy in Vegas. I'd love to drive along Route 66. At least part of the way. And visit Pie Town, but that's on Route 60, which may or may not be part of 66.
Something that can be done in our huge new car and the added bonus of sleeping in a motel/hotel.
So, we won't get to see the tidal bore on the Bay of Fundy, but we will get to see the tide run backwards.
We will tour Boston Harbor and a couple of other harbors, like Portland?
No, Some place in Maine. I've never been to Maine. We are supposed to get lobster there.
Point in favor, for sure.
But with these effing braces, I'm not anticipating getting much of the deliciousness of the cruise banquet in my gullet.
More ways to lose weight.
I have gotten some new duds, however. I will try to send photos, but I doubt I'll be able to.
Did you know it costs $45/day to have Coke products on the ship?
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