We got lucky and found a great B&B in a great location near the ocean in the southwest of Kennebunkport (not to be confused with the "slums" of Kennebunk).
The place was really nice, well kept on the inside, and the breakfasts provided by the proprietor were really delicious.
We dropped our stuff off and went for a stroll into town to look for some dinner, including famed New England food.
You could call this a "port town", if by "port" you mean "place where ludicrously rich people park their yachts".
We had some great dinner at a place called Allison's. I had the New England clam chowder, which was probably the best clam chowder I've ever had. Oddly enough, both of us don't really like lobster, and never partook.
I have no idea why we took this photo. Or where for that matter.
This is the main bridge connecting Kennebunk and Kennebunkport. The only other way through town requires a multiple-mile detour, so traffic here tends to be quite awful.
Cheesy panorama of the river area north of the bridge connecting the two towns.
The weather started turning against us as soon as we got into town. Clouds, cool heavy winds, and eventually rain followed quickly.
Fortunately, there were some wicked thunderstorms in that bad weather, so I was thrilled.
We still managed to walk around for a few hours before heading back to the hotel for some reading and relaxing (We're old you see).
Don't you even DARE not waiting for pedestrians, and even some people thinking of becoming pedestrians at some point in the distant future. The cops will jump out of nowhere and write you a hefty ticket.
The next morning, after our lovely breakfast, we decided to walk around the town and explore things a little more.
This is no longer an affordable town.
But there's lots of shopping for those who can't afford to live here. At least you can say you -bought- something in Kennebunkport!
There are tonnes of restaurants here.
Don't let this calm water fool you. The weather is dying to get crappy on us!
Ducks!!!! Alright!
