We made it! From the East Coast to West in the blink of an eye (a rather tired , plane-cramped eye, that is!). Tim and I had a great time in Boston. We have some funny stories, too. We took a red-eye the first night so not as to waste vacation time, and when we got to Boston at noon we were ready to hit the town. But first, we hit our 4.5 star hotel on the Harbor (go TravelZoo!). Alas, they weren't ready for us. So we explored the harbor and cruised to the USS Constitution. Our real-life Navy captain gave a great history speech in the humid heat. Huzzah! After not much sleep and a long wavy boat ride, I was a bit wobbly that afternoon.
We headed back for some A/C and a nice comfy bed to nap in, and they still weren't ready for us. We waited and waited, and got some free drink coupons for refreshing mojitos, and waited in big comfy couches and chairs some more...and passed out.
We were beat! To the security guards 30 minutes later though, empty glasses sprawled in front of some grubby, smelly tourists with luggage strewn all around and drool probably dripping on their nice fabric, we were rudely awakened and escorted to the front desk asking what we were doing. Hello, we are guests waiting for a room which was supposed to be ready 2 hours ago....Oh! He said apologetically, let's see what we can do about that. Make yourselves at home. That's what we were doing! So we waited outside and slept on the concrete sidewalk benches until our room was ready. The wait was worth it though! Nicest room EVER! The bed was heaven itself.
Day 2 was spent discovering the history of "Beantown" (why Beantown? Stay posted for a video interview put together by Tim of Bostonians answering this question...) via a PhotoWalks tour. That was a fun way to get the history. We had yummy cappuccinos in Little Italy on the North end and meandered our way by foot pretty much everywhere. We ended the day at the Beantown Pub, across from the cemetery where John Hancock, Paul Revere, and Sam Adams are buried. It was the only place in Boston you could order a cold Sam Adams across from a cold Sam Adams. We did it.
Eventually we rented a car and drove north through a rainy Kennebunkport, Maine to our destination in old Orchard Beach. A ghost carnival town, really. Not what we expected, but 7 miles of sandy beaches that finally warmed up the last day we were there. Our b&b was an old mansion from 1730!
The next day in the other Portland (Maine), we finally tried lobster (not really, you'll have to see the pics to find out what Abby really ate) and we tried our seafaring legs out on a windy boat cruise through Casco Bay to see the Portland Head Lighthouse, first lit by George Washington.
Finally we left the Atlantic sadly one morning to find ourselves at the Pacific the next night! At a cabin with some friends playing on the beach, talking about kids (theirs), eating cotton candy ice cream and watching the office. It was a fabulous trip and well worth it! Not we're just adjusting back into worklife but we're thankful, blessed and in love! Hope you enjoy seeing and hearing about more of the trip at the link soon to be listed. "Huzzah! Her walls are made of iron!"
