Our hotel in Millinocket was possibly the weirdest hotel in existence. You can only access it by cutting illegally through the parking lot of a grocery store. There are only like three windows. And our fellow guests could be counted on one hand. But it did have an indoor pool. So Eden got to have her first swim. See me in the picture below? That's as close as I got to actually entering the water. Turns out that junk was COLD! But Kris braved it and Eden did too. She got a kick out of splashing her feet.
I won't lie, we didn't do much in Millinocket. Our somewhat hazy intentions of going hiking or canoeing dissappated quite rapidly in favor of what Kris considers "real" vacationing: lounging around in bed, reading. Not much to blog about there, but it was relaxing.
We did make it out of the hotel long enough to drive up to Baxter State Park, where we foraged for wild berries until the hummingbird-sized mosquitoes drove us off. Then we had dinner at a lovely little lake front restaurant. The view of Mt. Khatadin was nice, but the crab bisque tasted something like crab steeped in sweetened condensed milk. I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but sweetened condensed milk does have its limits!
On our way back to Portland from Millinocket, we drove the coast instead of the freeway. We really enjoyed all of the little towns, but the best part of that drive was our rest stop at an organic fruit stand. Perhaps not surprisingly, there were more hippies in that little shop than I've seen at one time since the Rainbow Gathering of '89. It was all Kris could do to tear me away. Man, I LOVE hippies! Eden loves strawberries. But I was not about to let her eat those in any article of clothing she owns, so...
Dear Future Eden, I am sorry for posting that picture.
We had lunch at this little shack, winding up our tour of Maine with a lobster roll. Still not a huge lobster fan, but when we set out to do a thing, we set out to do it!
We stayed the night in Portland and flew home the next morning. Eden learned to move beyond just steps to full-on walking during our three hour layover at LaGuardia. The airline desk personnel were placing bets on her distance, and she never let the high bidders down. Too cute.
Did I mention that a big part of the reason we got to take this trip was a crazy generous joint birthday gift from my mom and dad? THANK YOU, Mom and Dad!!!! It was money well spent!