According to a plaque out front, this church used to be the New Hampshire state house.
There are some interesting stores downtown.
This place used to be The Elvis Room. I saw Chelsea on Fire there once with Larry, and it turns out my beautiful wife used to go there all the time. I wonder if we were both there that night.
As a former Bank of America customer who left over the whole charging for debit transactions bullshit, I found this little political statement amusing.
You can't go to Portsmouth without at least catching a glimpse of the water.
You can't go to Portsmouth without at least catching a glimpse of the bridge.
Always support your neighborhood street musicians. Especially when they wail the way this guy was wailing. I gave the kids a buck each to drop in his tip bag. He totally bagged me when I took a picture. I'll put that one up on the private page.
There ya go. A few Portsmouth pictures. Eventually I'll add the Strawbery Banke pics too.
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