We ate the doughnuts over the next couple of days and they were lovely, a little denser than non-mash doughnuts but still with the doughnut texture and sweetness.
New England is great at confusing us British people, a number of the towns are named after British towns. Portsmouth, Newport, Bristol, Dover, just to name a few but these towns are nothing like their UK counterparts and geographically, are located in the wrong position to each other. It was nice to be on a small road driving through little villages and countryside.
We pulled into Portsmouth just as the sun came out. Tonight we were staying at an AirBnB in the historic port district, our first AirBnB so far in this trip.
Our AirBnB was at Vernon's place, a lovely historic house with three cats and a penthouse all to ourselves.
We walked from Vernon's along the waterfront to the town center. One similarity this Portsmouth has with the one back home is that they’re both Naval Shipyards only this one maintains nuclear attack submarines.
When we first hit what we thought was the Main Street, we started to get a little worried, there were a dozen or so shops and one restaurant. We’d started to discuss what else we could do today when we turned a corner and saw the actual town center, it was bustling, filled with shops selling gifts, clothes, accessories, home items and various food products. There were plenty of varied cafes, bars and restaurants, almost too many to choose from. It felt like a town center back home, we hadn’t seen anything like this so far in our trip but maybe this is a sign of what’s to come as we head down the east coast.
After taking a walk around town and checking out a few of the shops, we headed for dinner at Thai restaurant called 5 Thai. We shared the Spicy Chicken Wings to start and then Lee had Crab Fried Rice and I had Garlic Fish. The food was awesome and we were both very full. We waddled around town a little more, stopping off at a couple of bars so I could beat Lee at cards before heading to an Irish bar for an Irish Coffee. This bar used to be a bank and we enjoyed sitting next to the old vault and under a huge dome people watching whilst we finished our drinks.
We headed back and were welcomed by Lucy the cat who was keeping our bed warm. She stayed with us all night for strokes, cuddles and lots of purrs. It was her bed really, we were just the human slaves rewarded for all the attention by being allowed to sleep on a small corner of it.
Ohh what a lovely end to the day coming ( home ) to Lucy . And now you are back in your real home and can come back to Mitzi every day :-) I am sure Mitzi is just as pleased to have you home as l am :-)
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