There's a gorgeous cliff walk in Newport that goes behind some of the giant mansions, which, unfortunately, we didn't have a chance to explore on this particular day trip. We'll come back for more when it's not raining and misty. We also didn't get to toss babies from the cliffs, as show in the above picture, but we did walk through the tunnel of love, and once again, Lizzie illustrated which of the two of us is the more intelligent, as she stayed on dry ground while I descended down the wet and slick "forty steps" (see my shoes in the Rochambeau picture to get a really good idea of my survival instinct) to get a better view of the foggy ocean.
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