We wandered over to Federal Hill, a little Italy, with the now ubiquitous several-storey wooden houses, but as Roberta and I noted, not so pretty with the eminently practical but ugly cement surrounds. Not a window box to be seen. Because there was not much to see, we cut our time in Providence short to go onto Newport, which we reached about one hour and twenty minutes later on a $2 bus trip. Bristol, on the way, looked like a nice little town, but Newport is rather special.
We are very happy with our Newport digs, a bed and breakfast near the water - http://www.sarahkendallhouse.com - and also happy to have a room each to ourselves. We spent some time out on the porch reading and eating the provided snacks, variously whiling away the time, grateful for some time off our feet. Because tomorrow is the cliff walk and sumptuous mansions, for which we will be fuelled by our full cooked breakfast. Stay tuned to see if we actually do the scenic drive of 11 miles on bicycles.
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| Biltmore lobby |
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