In 2007 Dan and I retired from work, hitched our 5th wheel to our truck, and hit the road. We are full time RV'ers so we take our home with us everywhere we go. We live by the credo "Home Is Where You Park It" and we have found Home in many an awesome setting! I created this blog to track our adventures as we travel around the US, Canada, and Mexico. Two of our goals include visiting all the State Capitals and as many of the Baseball Parks as possible, with everything else we can fit in between!
Saturday, August 2, 2014
Bar Harbor, Maine
Bar Harbor is a popular tourist
destination in the Down East region of Maine ,
and prior to a catastrophic fire in 1947, was a famous summer colony for the very
rich and elite. Today this tiny colorful town is a destination for tourists
worldwide. Cruise ships are in harbor from May through October, and since Bar
Harbor encompasses the largest parts of Acadia National Park ,
countless visitors find their way here as part of their visit to the park. Recreational
activities abound for outdoor enthusiasts including hiking, biking, bird
watching, mountain climbing in the National Park, and taking tours to view marine
life including puffins, whales, lobster, seals, and pelagic seabirds. Watching
the small boats bob and sway on the harbor could entertain you all afternoon,
or taking a walk on the Bar Island sand bar at low tide, and even kayaking out from
that point. One cannot escape the obvious beck and call of the vendors to lure
us tourists into spending our money on entertainment, souvenirs, and other
frivolous purchases, and while the "tourist trap" setting does
have a certain negative connotation, I couldn't help but be drawn into the
colors, sights, and sounds of this busy, bustling town. I wasn't very happy
about being blasted with the "eat lobster" messages posted around
every other corner, storefront, and window display. I thought the artwork was
eye-catching, but I found it ironic that most of the enticements made it look
like the fisherman was the guardian of the lobster, not its harvester, and that
lobsters sitting in a hot tub of water were enjoying a spa day, not being
boiled for dinner. I included some of those images here to help drive that
point home, not as an endorsement for eating lobster. But such is life in a
coastal town on the Atlantic .
Labels:
Bar Harbor,
July 2014,
Maine
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