Islesboro, Maine
I seem to have become a paradise-hopper of sorts. I went from my family summer home in Brewster, Cape Cod to Islesboro, Maine, my boyfriend's family summer home. Islesboro is a very small island: 13 miles long, a few hundred yards wide in places. During the winter, less than 700 people live here(full time "Islanders), and during the summer a few thousand do. It's a teeny-tiny hideaway that consists of generations of families and their sailboats. Two famous celebs have homes here, but Al just told me that I can't give their full names, but since this blog has a limited readership so far anyway, I'll let give you some hints. One is a tabloid-magnet, particularly for her weight, and her last name is a synonym for "lane". The second name is bigger and more exciting; I will tell you that when he bought his house here, he was warned that he better not bring the paparazzi along with him (it literally contradicts the purpose of this place)... He has a beautiful wife and daughter, and they used to have a vacation home in Oahu, Hawaii. He's over 50, prefers his airplanes big, and is rumored to make outrageous salary demands. Also, he likes to eat at Denny's.
I consider myself tres, tres lucky that my life mainly consists of boating, beaching, drinking, eating and sleeping these days. I can't really say that enough. It gives me happy things to do and write about. I am lounging and lazing about, much the way I would be if I were stuck at home in Harvard, but doing so in these beautiful places is much more fun. Plus it makes for better blog posts.
Here are some of the things that Al and I did this weekend:
-Saw a scary movie
Orphan. Awful, awful, awful! Seeing and renting scary movies is one of our ritual date activities, and we both agreed (though he was more miserable than I was) that this movie was horrendous. Excruciating, in fact! It's one of those movies where just watching gets you worked up, and not in a good way. The first 3rd of it was tolerable; I didn't mind the characters (specifically the mom and her two real kids... want to take a guess at who survives in the end...?), and the plot started out pretty suspenseful. There were also some decent attempts at Hitchcockian film techniques (mirror tricks, Psycho-esque stabbing scenes, etc.), but it all dragged on too long, the plot twist (which actually was a surprise) came about half an hour too late, and by the end we were exhausted by the dumbness of the characters and their actions... Yes, it was that type of experience. Don't waste your money; at least wait to watch it for free on bad cable TV.
-Went sailing!
Yesterday, on his family's Bull's Eye, Vision. It was truly perfect sailing weather, blue skies and breezy.
-Power-boated to Camden Harbor for dinner
We went with Alex's older sister Hatsy, who's in law school at B.C. and is about to leave to spend a semester working at the Hague this fall, and their younger brother Chris, who will be a sophomore at Colby this year. We had lots of fun, drank beers on the ride, ate outside on the deck of this restaurant called Waterfront, ran into this middle-aged guy they know there (who Al says is kind of lame) and subsequently "raced" back to Islesboro after dinner.
Tarratine Yacht Club
Al just finished his morning cigarette and is now making us coffee. I'm applying for the latest MediaBistro editorial assistant job and we're planning our day. Possible activities include: Lunch with his cousin; golfing; going to the mainland and drinking Bloody Marys on the way, yummm; and sitting around his grandmother's pool. Rough life, huh.
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