- my purse
- my Reeboks
- makeup remover
- tripod
- any of the shorts I brought
Today was our second day in Maine, and my favorite part of the day was the Sunset Cruise. Candice, Edith and I boarded the boat and settled into our "reserved seats," two rows of benches on the top level left in the very front--the best seats in the house. The salty air whipped through my hair and I closed my eyes, enjoying the breeze and the spray of the sea salt.
We laughed and took photographs and listened to the tour guide detail about our surroundings. We passed coastal mansions, islands with rich history, and I kept my eye out for any interesting birds. I spotted a couple cormorants and many gulls, and I thought I saw something dark bobbing in the waves. Perhaps a seal? Maybe a whale? As I was inspecting the shoreline with my binoculars, two ladies came and sat with Edith and Candice on our benches. They were clutching plastic cups of wine, having come up to the second floor of the boat to hear the tour guide better. They invited us down to the first level, where some sort of party was commencing. The ladies descended down the stairs, and we decided to follow them.
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| Birthday Girl Janet in the lobster sweater |
"We grew up together in a neighborhood in Chicago," she replied. "We do a girls trip every two or three years, whoever can come. This year we chose Bar Harbor, and we stay at the same hotel and then split off into groups and do whatever we want during the day. We're celebrating Janet's birthday today."
Two ladies emerged from the door holding a microphone. We sang Janet a happy birthday, and her face shone with joy. Janet was glowing, and she tuned 60 today. The ladies led a round of birthday cheers, and they opened up the floor for karaoke.
I jumped up at the opportunity. When else would you ever be able to sing well-loved songs in front of a crowd of drunk older ladies, on a boat, in Maine! We had some technical difficulties with the microphone, but they encouraged me to sing anyway. I opened up my glamorous performance with "Kokomo," by The Beach Boys. Brian Wilson passed away the day we arrived, and he has been on my mind all trip.
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| Jessica preparing to preform |
"Your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea..."
The ladies were magnificent. It reminded me of when I was younger and I would hang out with my mother and all her friends, and we would dance around our kitchen singing George Strait. They were all so beautiful, clapping their hands and stumbling through the words, and then bursting into laughter and giggles. I haven't felt that kind of girlhood in awhile, and it was a very special moment to share with us girls. They even invited me to the bars after with them! I cannot wait to grow older and be just like them.


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