Last week, I was on vacation. The FG and I drove to my parental house in the Mid-Hudson Valley, spent the night, and then drove to Bar Harbor, Maine. It was the perfect time to go: no mosquitos, no tourists, cool daytime temps, weather varying from rainy to sunny -- the only disadvantage was the lack of fresh blueberries, the season not having begun there yet. Alas.
On Day One, it was rainy, so we drove around Cadillac Mountain and Acadia N.P., then shopped for groceries and made our own dinner in the cabin.
Day Two, overcast and mild; we walked the sandbar to Bar Island and spent a pleasant few hours climbing over the rocky beach, looking at rocks and taking pictures. We had lunch in town, bought a few things, ran back to the cabin to rest, and then took a sail on a four-master (the Margaret Todd) and enjoyed the sunset cruise. The FG used up the batteries in her camera, then her cell phone, and commandeered my camera at the end.
Day Three, sunny; we had bought a bike for the FG on Monday (could not pass up the sale at LL Bean Outlet) and rented a bike for me. We rode around Jordan Pond, despite all the dratted hills in my way. I had to walk up rather a few of them, but still managed to make it back to the car before the FG, who kept stopping to take more pictures. We took tea at Jordan Pond House, and enjoyed the popovers; then we returned the bike (which I bought as a second bike to keep at the FG's house), and dined in town.
Day Four, sunny; we drove to Northwest Harbor, drove back and forth along Somes Sound (a fjord); around to Seal Harbor and spent a few hours on Newport Cove.
Day Five, sunny; we did a last bit of shopping for the families, finished off as much of our food as possible, repacked the car, and got ready to leave. This was the same day as all the tornadoes in Maryland, which bemused us.
Day Six, cloudy to rainy (the weather drifting northwards, but less dangerous), we drove from Bar Harbor to Boston, to visit my brother and his family. The FG had met him and his boys a few months ago, but not his wife. We got to see their adorable young cat too. Since their house is small, we stayed at a hotel nearby, but had dinner and then breakfast the next morning. We parked our bikes in their garage, so we didn't have to worry about them overnight.
Day Seven, we drove back to Maryland. I almost stopped in New Jersey, as we'd heard that my cousin was having issues again, in his fight against metastatic colon cancer. He's been through 50 rounds of chemo; the first protocol eventually failed and he switched to a monoclonal antibody last year. That had just stopped working, and he was jaundiced again, plus in a lot of pain from the stent that was placed. My parents visited him at home, and reported that he seemed to be rebounding, which was a great relief. We arrived at my place, where we unpacked and repacked things. The FG had left her cat at my place, so she took him home that night.
And then it was Monday again.
On Tuesday, I closed on my house and saw my son for the first time in more than a week. He completed another merit badge that night, at the weekly Scout meeting. Tonight he is here, as the Hex (thank you, serge_lj
!) is heading out of town for a professional meeting this weekend. We'll stop by her house every day, to take care of Rico, the fish, and the plants. But first, we shop for a new bike for Sonny; he's big enough to get a grown-up bike, and she took her bike when the furniture was moved. We'll see what REI has to offer, bright and early tomorrow morning.
And now to bed.