Rockport Maine

Earlier this month I had the opportunity to spend a weekend on the coast of Maine to assist Ruthie at a beautiful wedding in Camden. We stopped at this lovely little harbor in Rockport on Friday evening and it was full of such coastal New England charm. I snapped all of these photos on my iPhone but am hoping to invest in a DSLR camera at some point in the near future. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these little snippets of the marina.
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If you ever find yourself in the area, be sure to take a stroll along Main Street in Camden. My favorite points of interest were the French & Brawn Marketplace, Jo Ellen Designs, Glendarragh Farm, and walking alongside the marina. If you get hungry, order a cone of wild blueberry ice cream from River Ducks or pop into the Camden Deli and order ‘The Surprise’, as both were amazing.



I am drawn to maps like a magnet, an interest that I have had since I was a little girl. I remember unfolding the road maps that my parents kept in the backseat pockets our station wagon and being drawn to thick atlases on display at gas station checkout lines. This interest extended to collecting state quarters throughout elementary school and excitedly placing the shiny new ones into their proper place on my foldable chipboard map. At one point I remember my mom purchasing a children’s atlas for me to flip through, including facts about the population and cultures of the area shown on each page. I had the maps of the Disney World parks taped up on my bedroom wall throughout middle and high school. In seventh grade I watched The Prince and Me at a slumber party and I loved how Julia Stiles’s character had a world map on her wall with pins positioned in places where she had been and would like to go. During my sophomore year of college, I made my own pinboard map for my dorm room using a corkboard, a store-bought map, and some quilting pins that I shortened with jewelry pliers to look just right. While other people are scrolling through Facebook or watching Netflix, I spend a great deal of time clicking my way through Google Maps and finding new places to visit. Whenever a friend tells me about their travels, I usually open the map app on my phone so that I can follow along as they tell me about the points of interest they visited.
maps - AtlanticNow that I have taken a liking to exploring the treasure trove of antique shops in New Hampshire, I have unintentionally started a collection of vintage geographical lovelies. So far, my set includes a 1941 map of the Atlantic Ocean and bordering countries (shown above), an 1898 map of Boston, a 1909 map of Washington DC, and 1960 map of London. Now I just have to find a use for all of them!


Bermuda: Docking + Horseshoe Bay

The first post in my Bermuda recap series can be found here, where I introduce our ship, the Norwegian Dawn, and walk through the embarkation on Friday and our day at sea on Saturday.


When I woke up on Sunday morning, we were approaching Bermuda with the shoreline visible in the horizon. It was Mother’s Day, so our family met up for breakfast at one of the dining rooms to share the meal together before the ship docked. By the time we had finished eating, we could see the vibrant array of colorful homes on the shore. The water was becoming increasingly turquoise and there were patches of coral reefs on either side of the ship.


The weather was mild and the sun was breaking through the clouds, making for a beautiful arrival. I got a cup of tea and joined my family as they gathered on one of the upper decks to watch the ship approach the dock. It was a relaxing and lovely way to make our arrival. We docked at King’s Wharf in the Royal Naval Dockyard around eleven, ushered in by applause from all of the guests who were eager to disembark and get our first taste of the island.


Once the ship had been tied to the dock and we had been given clearance to disembark, we changed into beachwear and made our way to the gangway as a party of seventeen. I was glad to step onto land for the first time since Friday in a different country that was there to be appreciated and explored. We piled into a van for our enjoyable drive to Horseshoe Bay.

bermuda docking and horseshoe bay kyla maryOur shuttle driver’s nickname was ‘Heads’ and he seemed to be friends with everybody on the island. If you ever go to Bermuda, I suggest you try to find him and have him show you around! He introduced us to landmarks along the way and provided us with history of the island as we drove along the winding roads from the dockyard to the beach. I was soaking up every bit of that drive, wanting to learn as much as I could.

When we arrived to the beach, I took off my sandals and felt the silky pink sand between my toes. We set our bags down and made our way to the water to splash around, snorkel, and build sandcastles. It was incredible to have everyone there at the same time to enjoy the afternoon together. The adventurer in me wanted to climb one of the rock formations that framed the beach, so I convinced my dad to join me and we made our way to the top. The view was incredible, providing panoramic views of the beach and the ocean on all sides.

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After enjoying a few hours on the beach, we were chauffeured back to the dockyard by the lovely Heads. Once we were back on the ship we dispersed to shower off the sand and freshen up for dinner. One of my favorite memories from the trip was the dinner that we shared that evening. Everyone from our family was sharing bites of their meals with each other and savoring every bit of the experience. I enjoyed a spring roll, a caesar salad, and lasagna for my meal, sampling bites of chicken cordon bleu and spaghetti carbonara too. I ordered a slice of carrot cake and then excused myself from the table for a few minutes so that I could run up to the top deck to watch the sunset. Watching the sunset each night was also one of my favorite parts of the week. It was quiet, breathtaking, and provided a few moments to slow down, quiet my thoughts, and be completely wrapped up in God’s glory. 

Later that evening we sat on the pool deck for an 80s party, sipping pina coladas and enjoying the warm island breeze. I was about to return to my room for the night when my cousins suggested that we go dancing in one of the clubs for a little while. It was so much fun to make memories inventing dance moves and laughing together. Sunday was a wonderful first day in Bermuda and left my heart filled to the brim with excitement for the adventures that the next day would bring.