Sea this lobster? Mine!

Fog! There's fog everywhere! It's as bad a San Fransisco!

Seriously, the fog here is like its own tourist attraction. Or detraction... Ok, it's not THAT bad, really. When it gets warm enough, the fog burns off and reveals the gorgeous Maine coastline. Much of this state reminds me of the coast of Ireland, with craggy facings, FOG and green, green vegetation. Granted, the vegetation is very different, but still green. We even found the Griswold Family Christmas Tree during our adventures!

We got up early (well, mom did) and after breakfast and went into downtown Bar Harbor (excuse me, Bah Hahbah) to explore the shops and docks. It's a typical New England downtown with cute little wooden buildings, people with dogs everywhere and a mist lingering just offshore.

After exploring the downtown, complete with watching a guy chuck a bunch of dead, stinky baitfish into the bay, we set out in search of a lunch place. We decided on a restaurant called The Blue Claw. Chris and I decided to try the lobster roll and clam chowder lunch special. The chowder was rockin'... the lobster roll was ok. We determined that it was stuffed full of once frozen lobster (sac religious!). I didn't mind it, but Chris wasn't so much a fan so he and dad switched lunches. Dad ordered the fried haddock sandwich, but he happily munched on the lobster roll. Mom got fried whole belly clams and Alex got a cheeseburger.

After lunch, we headed to a local Oceanarium for a tour of their lobster hatchery, touch tank and a talk on lobster fishing. It was a really good time; we saw stage 4 lobster hatchlings that looked like little Supermen flying around the tanks trying to eat each other. We also saw a HUGE mama lobster with a ton of eggs on her tail and a blue lobster.

Pooped, we headed back to the cottage to watch Shrek the Third before heading out to dinner. We decided on a place that steamed their lobsters outside in huge pots on oak fires. Mom, dad and I each got a whole lobster to tangle with, while Chris got chicken fingers and Alex got FRIED WHOLE BELLY CLAMS!!! Yay! I was so proud of him for ordering them! Both of the boyzos like fried clam strips, but I thought whole bellies might be a little daunting for Alex. He did venture to try mom's whole bellies at lunch, which led him to order his own for dinner. After we were throughly stuffed (mom), happy (dad) and dripping in butter (me), we washed up and went back to the cottage to collapse.

Tomorrow is another day (for seafood!!) :o)