Touring the North Fork


We made our way back to Greenport and while we were driving, I spotted Sunrise Bus Company, so Mel dropped me off to see if they had tour schedules, but they were, in fact, Greenport's Dial-a-Ride system. They directed us to the Hampton Jitney Company that was in town, so we stopped by there and picked up schedules for the campsite office. Then, we walked along the waterfront.
This is a photo of Greenport's preserved antique carousel that is housed in a steel and glass building. Families were enjoying the calliope playing as the children whirled around trying to catch the brass rings. Quite a charming place!
Then, we discovered that Greenport has a movie theater, too. It is quite small but a theater, nonetheless. Again, it was closed and the marque failed to list the movies and, of course, no phone number. So, we made our way back to the RV to settle in for the night. When we got there, I dropped off the tour schedules to the campsite office.
Once in the RV, I read through the information that the campsite office had given to us about Greenport and "voila" there was a phone number for the Greenport Theater. I called them to find out that The Lake House would start at 7 p.m. and so it was back to the Jeep and into town to attend the movie.
Besides movies, the theater serves as a gallery for area artists to display their works. We just fell in love with this little theater and its creativity in multi-tasking. In the hallway leading to our theater, the works of Scott McIntire were on display. Above is one of my favorites that should be self-explanatory.
Mel loved the theater where The Lake House was playing. While there were regular, but old, theater seats, in back on a bit of a platform were two navy blue leather loveseats, one of which we decided to occupy, since we were the first patrons in our seats. Because the theater was so small, it felt like we were in a living room with a really big screen. As other patrons entered, they, too, were surprised to see sofas, so it is uncommon. Regarding The Lake House, what a romantic, inprobable concept. I loved it and, of course, as with The Break Up, it is set in Chicago. Because one of the characters is an architect, the film focused on some of our most beautiful buildings. As always, I got home sick, but not enough to come home.
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