Lobster special

Despite a foggy start to the day we hit the beach, with only Katie, Katy and Lorna being brave enough to swim in the freezing Atlantic. They weren't out there for long before a crab attack drove them back to shore.

Later on, we headed to the campsite's pool to warm up, and decided to start practicing for the 2016 Olympics with a highly professional synchronised swimming routine that involved doing the YMCA.

While most of the group hung around the campsite in the afternoon, Charlie and I took the free shuttle bus into Bar Harbor, where we accidentally bought the largest and most delicious ice-creams known to man, and barely managed to eat half of them before admitting defeat.

American-sized ice-creams

We sat on a green overlooking the bay for a while before heading back to meet our group for a typical Maine dinner: lobster! Some members of our group bought lobster for the first time ("when in Maine...") but hadn't quite realised what they were in for: Lorna's disgusted face as she dissected her lobster was priceless!

That night, as we slept soundly in our tents, we were interrupted by a huge crash. Scared to investigate, imagining a bear prowling around our tents, we waited until morning to inspect the carnage: all our food had been eaten during the night by raccoons.

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