visit from the parents

Well, having prepared for this for the past week, I anxiously awaited the arrival of my parents, their first visit to Maine. I checked in on their journey during my breaks at work, and left a half hour early to do last minute errands. I met my parents off the interstate, because Broadway is a ill-navigable road. After we met up, I led them to my house to show them it's charm. They were a little sketched on the rope for a door latch. Next, I took them to Fort Williams to see the lighthouse and tremendous few from the coast. The weather was warm, and it was just sunny enough for a cheerful reunion. Then, getting hungry, we headed into Portland for a dinner at Bull Feeny's. It's in Old Port and is a historic structure. We parked the car on the top story of a parking garage and saw the sunset from a great height. I showed them WF. The evening wound down, and they dropped me off at my house, and they returned to their hotel in

Biddeford. I went over to a friends house, then we all took a walk down to the Casco Bay Bridge, which is where the photo was taken. This fulfills my promise to catch the lights of Portland from across the harbor. Better photos exist by better photographers, but this is moment from my life, and as such more valuable and more illustious. We visited the harbor at low-tide and it astounded me to see that only a very small fraction of the bridge's span is above water, the rest being flood plane and land.