First, I forgot to mention something else that was good about the Hyatt Regency Hotel we stayed at - they had the yummiest muesli I have ever had (apart from actually in Switzerland) amongst their breakfast buffet spread!
So anyway we picked up our rental car and headed north-ish for Maine. We took a bit of an accidental detour (including accidentally going through the EZ pass lane into the Sumner Tunnel without an EZ pass - I suspect we may hear more about that in the near future) and ended up driving through some very pretty little towns that we would have missed had we gone the way we were supposed to to get to I95. We drove through Massachusetts and New Hampshire and finally into Maine.
They like their laws in Maine don't they? Within seconds of crossing the state line we became apprised of the following: Seat belts are mandatory (unlike in NH where it's only under 18s who must wear them), fireworks are illegal, you must pull over or slow down for police vehicles, you must have your headlights on when using your wipers (I am glad we knew this as we used our wipers a lot the next day!), and they have tough DUI laws.
We stopped at the Maine Information Center to pick up a map as we had fallen off the top of the Boston one, and they even had a special Fiberarts map with all the places relevant to yarn, spinning, dyeing, etc were marked. Sadly none were on our route, so we didn't visit any of them.
We didn't stop again until we reached our destination for the day, Camden, and the Norumbega Inn which was great. This was our room The Arundel:
which was great to relax our travel weary selves in (we did pull down the blinds in case you were wondering-the windows looked out onto a patio - I have never quite understood the current vogue for putting baths and showers right by large clear windows)
We helped ourselves to chocolate cookies and hot chocolate and then went exploring down by the water and to see where we could dine that evening. A lot of places were closed for the season, and it was very quiet, but that is how we like it. we had enough trouble finding somewhere to park as it was, I dread to imagine what it is like in the summer. We saw schooners in the process of being winterised - it looks like they cover the top of the boat with a metal framework and then basically shrink wrap the whole thing in plastic.
Here they are.
Later we had a very nice dinner at the Atlantica restaurant.
The next morning we were served an interesting breakfast of granola with fruit and yogurt, pumpkin muffins and gingerbread pancakes drizzled with sour cream. And it was raining. We said our goodbyes and were once more on the road. This was taken from the car window.
And it was still raining - it rained most of the day in fact. I will not mention it again except to tell you when it wasn't raining. Gary looked at the map and I was instructed to navigate to Acadia National Park. I found it on the map and off we went. Only it turned out there were two areas marked Acadia National Park on the map and the one I navigated to turned out to be on an island five miles out to sea. I had asked how we were going to get there and Gary had said there was a bridge and I had said something to the effect of it having to be a very long bridge, but it wasn't until we noted a suspicious lack of signs to Acadia NP along the way that warning bells began to sound. Anyway we had lunch in the very pretty town of Stonington on Deer Isle whilst studying the map and having a laugh at our misunderstanding. We eventually found the main part of Acadia NP and drove round the loop road. It stopped raining long enough for a short walk on the beach.
We stopped at the Jordan Pond House for afternoon tea and were served Popovers which we decided were Yorkshire Puddings in disguise but accompanied with butter and jam instead of roast beef. It turns out we were not the first to make this observation
I do like a nice rainbow!