One Last Goodbye to Harwich

We took our final walk to Harwich Town and on our way sat down on a bench to rest when a man
with two dogs sat down beside us and said, "Welcome foreigners, what brings you to Harwich."
I replied, "Your fine city, my good man".  He countered with, "No one ever comes to visit our town".
He went on, "I've lived here all my life and have been trying to leave".  All the while his pooches were
growling at all the passersby.  He did visit the USA once and visited the Grand Canyon and he thought,
New Mexico, but wasn't sure where it was.  We conversed for almost a half hour when he finally
arose and reached in his pocket and handed me a pointed bit of black plastic, I thought.  He said it
was a shark's tooth that was a million years old.  People in this area roam over the seafront for these
relics and sell them to collectors.  He gave it to us as a gift and remembrance of our visit to Harwich.
Before I could express my thanks, he dashed off and yelled, "Goodbye foreigners" as he dragged
his dogs along.

We then headed to the Seafront opposite The Pier, where we ate our final meal and took a taxi back

to our hotel.  I'm back at the hotel bar this morning, July 26, where I've been doing my blog since
this place is where WiFi connects and where all the locals can be found from early morn to late at
night.  Fortunately, I can also keep my eye on the stock market in case something comes up that
I might fancy.

Annabelle is back in the room putting our gear together for checkout in a couple of hours.  We are
able to see The Jewel Of The Sea from our window and she looks majestic.  The weather is still
sunny and it looks perfect for tomorrow's Olympic Games opening session.