After we left Rangeley, we headed out to the coast via Bangor. I love this forlorn shopping trolley under the instant loser? billboard. I feel sad for the people that see that and want to read on. I thought advertising was supposed to make you feel valuable, warm and fuzzy and spend-y. Ah well, guess I had it wrong...
Gosh, sorry about that. The other highlight of Bangor was driving past Stephen King's home, completely not on purpose (I swear) It was kinda cool as I used to read Stephen King a lot when I was in roll call (homeroom?) and IT was one of those films that truly scared me. I couldn't go near a drain for weeks. And let's be honest, I still get the odd tinge even now ;o
The following day we wandered about Portland and found some great stores for thrifting. As you probably know by now, I got one of my favorite summer shoes here (I've worn them here and here and even here.) We stumbled across this awesome Stephen King mural in a back street. I simply HAD to make Tony talk through my finger (there's a pretty big clue there as to who Tony is, but if you guys don't know, well... hm. Bonus points to who can tell me) I love the goofy look on my face as I say "Redrum" in a creaky voice. See? I'm feeling all better! (And I'm all matchy with the wall! Also not planned!!)