after a longgggg day, we finally arrived in portland.
this was a layover i had been looking forward to....a
long layover (19 hours)
all day to cruise the streets,
antique shop, go to the art museum,
hang out with the locals, and
have some good clam chowder.
it was a beautiful morning.
i began by walking a few blocks to the little
biker bar turned diner called Marcy's
(pronounced MAH-sees or MAIR-sees depending upon
whether you are boston native or a mainer)
i sat at the counter and watched my eggs
begin prepared. a rough looking (and raspy sounding)
biker came into the bar....sounds like the start of a joke
"a biker came into the bar...."
sat down and ordered coffee. i ate my breakfast,
paid my tab, (cash only) and waved good-bye
to the cook and waitress.
it was off to all of my favorite portland shops.
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