On Tuesday we got in the car wicked early (not really, it was 7:15) to drop H at the subway and head north. I neglected to make sure that H had her house keys and she wouldn’t answer my repeated exclamation point filled texts so we returned home to find her house keys sitting on the kitchen counter. Typical. She finally answered my text and we made arrangements for her to pickup her keys from a neighbor. Finally at 8 we were on 95 barreling towards Maine.
Our first stop was the rest area in Kennebunk for a quick breakfast (God Bless Starbucks!) and then back on the road. This was N’s first time traveling so far north in Maine. He asked a couple of times if we were almost there. The Husband and I just laughed. N has a low tolerance for long car rides. He fell asleep and we left him until we reached Newport. When we lived in Limestone ME Newport was half way between what is now home and what was then home. Many times we met my parents there so H and I could go visit them and The Husband could return to the base. We told N this story and he said there was no way he could spend that long in the car. Little did he know that Wednesday was coming.
We finally arrived on Mt Desert Island where The Husband was rewarded. He enjoyed every bite. I neglected to take a photo of my grilled cheese sandwich-yeah, fish isn’t my thing. I only took this photo to tease H.
Then we arrived at our hotel where I learned that making reservations online can be surprising. I accidentally booked a suite in the boathouse. Damn it was nice! But more about that and the rest of our trip tomorrow.