This is our fourth move in four days, so yes, we have the tendency to leave our suitcases unpacked. Just give me a chair to hoist my suitcase on, and I’ll take it from there.
St. Andrews is a quaint little town and a bit touristy. It’s a busy place on the weekend, but the roads and sidewalks are quite deserted by Sunday evening when the last of the tourists have left.
This is St. Andrews on a lazy Saturday afternoon, right around lunch time.
Sunday morning, I had the wonderful idea for all of us to walk around town a bit in 33 C temps. After 2 1/2 hours of treking, we finally reached the eatery “The Clam Digger”, where we stopped to have lunch and rest our tired body and semi-fried brain.
According to the family, this was the best seafood they’ve had so far. For once, I tried something different from seafood. I had a BBQ Pulled Pork Burger, which I had not had for almost 30 years.
When I ordered the food, I also asked the server if she could call us a cab. Neither one of us was able nor willing to walk back to the inn. “This will cost you an arm and a leg!”, she said. Just then, a customer behind us offered us a ride back into town.
What a relief! I mean, I would have gladly paid an arm and a leg if I thought I had any extremities left. But it was the kindness of the man to take complete strangers into his car, which restored any tired thoughts I might have had earlier.
Then the gentleman asked his friends to split up our group in two cars. My daughter and I ended up with a lobster fishing couple for very good company.
We were so glad to see our inn again. So were our feet when they saw the bed.
For dinner, we went to the restaurant “Lobster Gables” on Main Street. What a treat! More about that in the next post.