08.08.2007 - 22.08.2007 22 °C
Our final leg of our whirlwind turn was Baltimore we took some time to go down to the harbour, and found another “pirate ship” for Eleni to climb aboard. When I asked one of the guides a question he ended up answering my question, but then had 3 of his own about Australia & New Zealand.
We checked some very cool original ideas like the singing Fudge makers, we think it was a prereq for work there, hey at least they were pretty good and Eleni loved it. She also pestered us to take her on a “dragon boat” ride; we did that on Sunday afternoon after discovering that the duck tours were sold out for the next 2 hours. After our pedal boat tour of the harbour (hemmed in by a submarine on one side and the “pirate ship” on the other) we headed to the Irish pub overlooking the harbour, I can recommend the local beer, Clipper City.
Our first big family gathering was at Icarus Greek Restaurant, which was where my grand father had lunched with his nieces and nephews 35 years ago. Great family but perhaps not our favourite food stop, Eleni just loved meeting her new cousins though!
Our 2nd big family dinner was on our last night in Baltimore at a clam-house. All the seafood in all the ports on the North East corner of the USA was totally wasted on me because I don`t like anything remotely fishy. It was a great feast though – even if I had steak not the famous local seafood.
Baltimore was very cool and Jen managed to track down another bead store full of goodies (so she says). We also met up with some very special family and managed to spend a little time with friends who have moved there from Australia. Oh yeah and I got to go to local Gridiron game with a cousin, great fun.
On the way back home we ended up staying outside Atlantic City. We went into town that night for dinner, and found a lovely Irish pub – the food was fantastic. The Atlantic City hotels and casinos didn’t really appeal to me. We did see a cool water, light and sound show from a fountain in one of the shopping malls and walked around the boardwalk, the surf was a bit wild and choppy, especially compared to all the lovely harbours and ports we had seen on the way South.
We dropped Jane and George off at JFK airport and drove North, not quite sure whether we would drive through to Montreal or stay in the US one more night. I wasn’t tired so I kept driving; we arrived in Montreal at about 1:00am. The bonus of this was that we had the car on Thursday morning so we could do some local shopping before having to return the car.
So a trip filled with memories and new faces, gone too quickly and lots of ideas for future trips.
Until next time… Marty.