He made this trip all about me because he knows how much I love to be in New England ... and how I love New England food (hint hint Lobster Rolls, Lobster, Lobster, oh and Lobster).
When we arrived we went for a stroll out along the cliff walk that takes you pretty far out into the ocean. Now me, klutz of all klutzes was extremely nervous about walking on uneven rocks and falling ... not to my death ... but into the slimy water that was crashing up against the rocks. Fast forward ... made it off the cliff walk unscathed! We decided to dine at The CabbyShack, home of the best Clam Chodaw, voted by The Food Network. The cliff walk didn't get me but the curb out front of the restaurant did. Gah! Right there in plain site a curb spray painted bright yellow. It all happened in slow motion for me. Trip, gain balance, fall forward, gain balance by wobbling arms to and fro, try to grab onto Big E, fall forward, and splat! I was fine at first because I was in shock and highly embarassed. Big E attempted to pull me up but I wasn't having that. Got up and brushed myself off and stepped forward - yowzers the pain was intense. Eric told me I had scraped my knee - little did I know that from my knee cap to the middle of my shin was scraped, bleeding, and full of gravel. Allana = 0 Pavement = 1. It has to get better right?
Stay tuned for more.
Where was one of your best long weekend get aways to?