Concert Adventure: Chapter 3- Prelude

I arrived in Portland a little before 3:00PM. My nervousness melted away, and, indeed, turned to delight as I took in the perfect summer weather and the fresh ocean breezes that bathed the Old Port. Exploring quaint shops... strolling along the wharf... dinner on the patio of a side-street restaurant... a dessert of frozen gelato eaten while relaxing on a bench at Monument Square, where a young (albeit somewhat intoxicated) man told me out of the blue that I was ‘stunningly beautiful.’ Yeah, I felt beautiful...