Maine

Talk about the best weekend evah. We left for Boston early last Thursday morning with our "free" stand-bye tickets. We got on both of our flights with absolutely no problem and got into Boston right after lunch time, rented our car, and drove north to Maine. We spent a lot of our time in Portland:

It was full to the brim with tourists, but still so beautiful and lots of fun. 

We found an amazing ice cream shop called Mountain Desert Ice Cream and we may have eaten there everyday...cuz it was seriously that good. 

The first night we ate at a little restaurant with picnic benches on the dock. It seems like a majority of the restaurants there had picnic benches outside to sit on. Lovely.

RJ is a little more adventurous than I and ate steamers (like clams) and gross things like raw oysters. Yuck. I stuck with the fish and chips, fish sandwiches, lobster and shrimp rolls. Delicious.

On Friday we drove up north to Bailey Island. It was my favorite day! The drive was absolutely breath taking. There were times where we were surrounded by water. I think I said "I can't believe how beautiful it is!!" about 100 times. Just gorgeous.

There were tons of little tourist cruises you could go on and we settled on one of the cheaper ones that was about 1 1/2 hours on this boat:

We saw all the little islands around, learned how they catch that yummy lobster, and even saw 2 dolphins!

After the boat ride we ate at Cook's and had our first lobster. It was really good, but we honestly didn't love it as much as we were hoping we would. Still pretty delicious though. Now, put that lobstah in a yummy roll with a tiny touch of mayo and we were in love.

These are just some more pictures from the edge of Bailey island.

There were so many beautiful homes! Probably a majority are just summer homes. Can you imagine living in this one?!

On Saturday we took a ferry over to Peaks Island. We walked around and ate some lunch. Again, it was beautiful!

We walked out on the rocks and read and relaxed for a while. It was so peaceful.

That night it was more yummy food, of course, and went to this cute little shack that was about 1/2 mile from our hotel. It was so good! And of course we just sat on one of the picnic benches they had in the back.

First thing Sunday morning we headed back to Boston. We were going to stay until Monday, but were a little nervous about the stand by tickets getting home. Plus, it rained all day so we couldn't have done much anyways. We couldn't get on the 11:00 flight....and couldn't get on the 1:30 flight....and barely, barely, got on the 5:30 flight. We didn't even get to sit by eachother, but were glad we made it! 

So it was a short trip, but by far the best trip we've ever gone on together. It's a bit heartbreaking thinking we'll probably never get up there again, or at least not for a very, very long time. It was exactly what I was hoping it would be. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Seriously, it was beautiful!

And now this week I've had the blues. Thinking "last week at this time we were...." but it is good to be home. In the middle of nowhere. Far, far, far from any ocean. But it's home. And I love it.