Even if the security guard hadn't been melted by my charm, this land-locked girl would have found a way in anyway. I mean, I was wearing my Topsiders! Of course I belonged in the shipyard! (This was all new to me, so you can imagine how much of a massively huge dork I was about it.)
I solemly swear that if there hadn't been a van full of people waiting on me
I would have absolutely said something to them.
I would have absolutely said something to them.
4 tips left at the bar:
Snee-ka!! I love it!! But I'm more impressed at your persuasive wiles...us Southern girls can do anything, can't we?!
Megs! I am totally loving that you sweet-talked your way into the shipyard. Very proud. Gorgeous pictures, too! A shame you didn't get to try your luck with those guys and their boat ;)
It does remind me of Niki busting through the fence to snag a picture of the blowing rock, which apparently did not exist. Bad-ass! I approve.
I'm feelin' the love for those boats! This week, I'm going to Pemaquid, Maine with my son to build a wooden boat, a little 13' skiff. All boats are cool. Big and small.
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