THIS happens, apparently. Either that, or the world started melting and I didn’t notice.

We took a lovely boat tour of Frenchman Bay this morning, then we ate and shopped in the “downtown” area, and then we came back to the room and crashed for a while.

I also discovered a major difference between New York City and more rustic parts of the world. It’s just after 8:00 now, and it is PITCH DARK out. I’m resting in our room right now, and my boyfriend is out getting me coffee somewhere in the darkness because he is a good and wonderful person.

Tomorrow we’re taking our first tour of Acadia National Park!