Ah, the highs and lows of American hospitality. I didn’t expect any lows. Yesterday the ferry from Portland Maine to Diamond Cove Island was understandably packed. It’s high summer and the weather was glorious. But we struggled to find a seat on the wooden benches on board. Opposite me were 2 ladies sitting on a bench for six people. Either side of them were lots of bags filling the whole bench. As the ferry moved on the waves, making our stance unsteady, I asked them politely to move their bags to the floor so we - as seniors - could sit. They refused!! Grrr. In complete comparison, on the island, a resident in his own golf cart offered to give us a ride in the heat. So generous and kind. Thank you sir.
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