In no particular order, the things I learned this weekend at the wedding in Portland, Maine.
My daughter suddenly dances like a grown up. And looks like a grown up. Thank goodness she still acts like a kid! But here she is, dancing with the groom, and just looking, well, grown up.
Portland is not an easy city to navigate. There are one way streets and maps that give you bad advice.
There are hotels that provide excellent function services (flaming bananas foster!) but lousy valet service.
Portland also has a very nice Civil War statue.
It doesn’t matter that you forget to take a picture of the bride and groom, so long as you have a great one of yourself and your husband.