Starry Eyed Visitors to Freeport

Showing people, first-timers, around Freeport is such a blast. With the snow cover, it's a variable New England village straight out of a novel. Love to see their faces when we first drive into town. A must see is LL Bean, the entire campus is overwhelming. Everyone has to have their picture taken by the "Boot" outside the entrance. Where else can you walk on cobble stone streets, shop until you drop at high end outlet stores, eat a whoopie pieand lobster roll followed up by steaming hot Starbucks chai latte?

Then there's the Cold River Vodka distillary, where only in Freeport can you buy blueberry vodka. The only moose you will see is a stuffed one on the store shelves, or in the window of LL Beans. An adult male pair were found with horns locked, frozen, then brought back to the taxidermy only to end up in a window on display. It's quite grand though, I must say. Then to top it off, a visit to the Portland Headlight at Cape Elizabeth is an unforgettable experience. Never has a lighthouse been so photographed. If you have been there, you know why.

So, if you have any notion that coming to Maine is on your agenda for this next year, give us a call and we'll open our bed and breakfast, give you the royal treatment and make sure you leave wanting to return. It really is a vacation state, at least that's what I feel like every day waking up in a log home. Amazing!

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