On Friday afternoon we flew up to Portland, where we rented a car and headed to Freeport to spend Friday and Saturday night. We had a wedding to attend on Saturday, which was the real purpose of the trip. Freeport, if you've never been, is basically a town of shopping outlets, and the home of LL Bean.
Before making ourselves beautiful to attend the wedding, we did what you do in Freeport and went to the outlets, where I blew loads of cash-money on J Crew things. Oh, J. Crew! You will be my downfall.
And then we enjoyed an amazingly lovely and fun wedding.
And then someone wanted to arm wrestle.
|Not me, or H.|
Sunday, we decided to take the scenic route back to Portland, where we planned to spend another two days. Being a good planner and master navigator (it cannot be denied), I found a flea market on the way. Pride's Corner Flea Market is on the outskirts of Portland, and it is awesome. Not so much junk, and lots of good deals. Like the aforementioned telephone table:
Other goodies I wanted included two rocking chairs, and a variety of bowls and vases. Alas! Since we had flown up, we could have them, and I left empty-handed. H. managed to score some records. Next time - and there will be a next time - we'll drive up and I'll go as crazy as I wanted to.
On Monday we drove via Route 1 down to Kennebunkport, and visited some other, maybe less good flea markets.
As well as some antique stores, one called Antiques Village and another called Antiques USA - both of which I highly enjoyed, but bought nothing.
In Portland we stayed at the lovely Inn on Carleton, which I highly, highly recommend should you ever be in town. It's a beautuful old house, and very friendly staff. I didn't want to leave.
|Photo from the Inn on Carleton Blog|
And now, hurricanes. We've been holed up in the apartment since yesterday cowering in fear of Hurricane Irene. Except not cowering in fear, since it all seemed a little over-blown anyway, didn't it? Mostly I'm bored and have been eating all our hurricane supplies while watching True Blood and Downton Abbey. Sigh.