It is 75 degrees with showers as I watch Cody cut our grass. My kind of weather! I am still engaging in my mental holiday game of remembering what we were doing in Maine…now 2 weeks ago. Today, 2 weeks ago, we visited the wonderful Lighthouse that was filmed in the movie Forrest Gump. Tonight, 2 weeks ago, we had our second dinner at Ports Of Italy…and I had the Lobster Ravioli…and it was delicious.
We met one of the friendly staff of the Ocean Point Inn as we were exploring Boothbay. She greeted us by enthusiastically saying, ‘Hi, Penthouse People!’ We liked this moniker very much as we were staying in lodging that was somewhat removed from the others and could only be accessed by climbing a flight of stairs to reach the front door…and then climbing another to reach everything but the two bedrooms and restroom. The living room and the kitchen and deck were on the second floor of the dwelling.
Searching for a restroom is an old man’s sport… When we arrived in Camden, Maine…Aaron and Jonathon and I sought an open bar for relief and respite. Cuzzy’s was a welcome open door. The bartender was a friendly woman with an idea that I thought was intriguing. She said that her friends had told her that if she had ever wanted to travel the country that there was no better time than now…in view of the staffing shortages in Bars and Restaurants she could work a while in a town or village and then move on…knowing that another job awaits.
Maine requires reflection and immersion and absorption. It gets in your heart…it gets in your blood. It is bright and shiny…and dark and moody.