Ice Cream

One of the things we love most about vacation is going out for ice cream every night.  This year, we decided to go to a different place every night, which led to us finding and trying some new places, as well as going to some old favorites.  This is such a wonderful vacation tradition.

We hit The Beach Plum on the way home from Brown's.

Annabelle's in Portsmouth. 

The Ice House.  It was around this part of the week that Emily decided that she doesn't really like ice cream.  #notmykid

Lago's.  Not sure how we've missed this placed all these years.  This was the most interesting of all of our stops, as we started up a conversation with a guy in the parking lot who had brought his bull dog with him.  Lee loves bull dog's, we were asking him about maitenance, personality, etc.  He was a really nice guy and super friendly. So we go to chatting about being from New Hampshire; turns out, he and I went to the same high school, but he is about fifteen years old than me, so was there at the same time as my siblings.  Who he not only remembered (and some of them remembered him), but he played football with both of my brothers.  And he said that he thought that I had looked familiar (because my sister and I look alike - "you look just like her, but she's much taller, right?").

Some place in York, Maine - can't remember the name, but the ice cream was yummy!