I woke up in the early morning to see a misty fog rolling in off the water. The smell of the salt air filled my nostrils as i took in a deep breath and enjoyed the sent of the seaport. I walked to the local store and picked up a few papers to read. I now had to locate a little coffee shop for the morning habit of caffeine and a place to read. A block or so down from the paper store was a placed called morning glory. A hash house with outside tables and only served breakfast.
I walked in and was promptly told by the old battle ax waitress/owner that they were closed. She informed me in that she got a late start. I sat outside until they were prepared to open. She came over to me and took my order and told the help to get a dry rag to wipe down the tables. This was the kind of woman who would have no problem cuffing you around if you got out of line. She should of ran a bar or a bordello. The coffee was coffee. I finished my coffee and walk down Main Street looking for a place to do laundry. About 6-7 blocks down, I came across a laundromat dropped our clothes off and went back to the Inn.
I walked in and was promptly told by the old battle ax waitress/owner that they were closed. She informed me in that she got a late start. I sat outside until they were prepared to open. She came over to me and took my order and told the help to get a dry rag to wipe down the tables. This was the kind of woman who would have no problem cuffing you around if you got out of line. She should of ran a bar or a bordello. The coffee was coffee. I finished my coffee and walk down Main Street looking for a place to do laundry. About 6-7 blocks down, I came across a laundromat dropped our clothes off and went back to the Inn.
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