the house that horror built

of my best laid plans, i didn't make to portland today. i stopped in bangor instead on account of needing to be back in new brunswick by mid-morning tomorrow.

not a bad day, great weather and no real itinerary led to some wandering, snoozing, etc.

this little shack is stephen king's house, on w broadway. the whole thing sort of gives me the creeps - hence the photo from a distance. honestly though, i just snapped it on from the car as i drove past it - didn't see much benefit to gawking any more at the structure.