“Got up this morning feelin’ fine” – well, not really. Got a lousy night’s sleep. Woke up stiff as a result – just gotta love that fibromyalgia. But heck, nothing is going to spoil this weekend.
We set off by 8 AM with a first stop at the closest Dunkin’ Donuts for an iced decaf and an egg on bagel sandwich. My husband, knowing I was pushing myself to get out early, went in to wait in line. He promptly came back to the car – they had NO bagels – none – not even plain (my choice was cinnamon raisin). I’m sure the disappointment showed in my face. So we drove off – and he went a route that had another Dunkin’ Donuts – what a sweetheart!
With breakfast and a coffee, we set off for the Maine coast. We took Rte 290 to Rte 495. Now 495 is usually a horror show, with horrendous traffic. But the traffic wasn’t really bad today. One thing to be grateful for. Of course there were pit stops at the New Hampshire and Maine Visitors Centers – there had been that coffee, after all. We took Rte 1 through NH. It runs through towns like Hampton, Rye and Portsmouth, right along the coast. There were hardly any cars parked along the way and no traffic to speak of – very strange for a Saturday morning in August. There were an awful lot of “For Rent” and “For Sale” signs though – that too was odd for any day in August. Even the motels had vacancies.
We stayed on Rte 1 through Kittery, York, Oguquit and Wells, Maine. Kittery is known for its outlet stores. We did stop at one so I could pick up a couple of things we needed. Then we hit the Weathervane Restaurant in Kittery for dinner about noon.
I had decided that this weekend I would let myself get whatever I wanted to eat since my weight loss center appointment is coming up in two weeks. A kind of last calorie splurge before reality hits. I knew I wanted some fried seafood and ice cream. So for my main meal of the day at the Weathervane, I opted for the “Half and Half” – half the order was whole bellied fried clams and half was fried Maine shrimp (their very small and very tasty), with fries and cole slaw. It was very good. I don’t know where Weathervane gets their clams, but they are always very sweet tasting. Someday, there may be a bite of one in my future. Just not a whole order.
After we ate, we continued through York to Nubble Lighthouse. Traffic was still light and there were still plenty of parking spaces along the roadside. Parking at the lighthouse was terrible, however. It took 4 passes of the parking circle to finally find a parking space. But it was worth it. We got out our folding canvas chairs and found a prime spot available, right along one of the stone benches that have been added to the park. This bench was the first in the row and we had an unobstructed view of the rocky coast and ocean. We sat in the sun, feet up on the bench, watching people and relaxing. It was very windy. But the chairs had their backs to the wind, so they gave us some measure of relief from the blustering. There were a lot of large, cumulus clouds that resulted in sunny spells and cloudy spells. Since the temperature was around 70 and we were sitting right along the ocean, the sunny spells were splendid and warm while the cloudy spells got downright chilly. Nubble is one of the most picturesque lighthouses I’ve seen and we also got to watch a lobsterman in the cove pulling up and rebaiting his traps. He didn’t seem to be having much luck with his catch.
After an hour or so, we decided to set off again. Actually, fibromyalgia decided we should move on – it threatened me with a headache if we didn’t. Sadly, I usually succomb to fibromyalgia’s threats, knowing as I do that they are not idle threats. We headed into Ogunquit – very slowly! There is one intersection in Ogunquit that has two side roads intersecting Rte 1 from the same side. They both have stop signs, though you wouldn’t necessarily know it by drivers’ behavior. The result is heavy traffic on the best of days. This was not one of the best of days. Traffic on Rte 1 heading north was backed up about 4 miles. Stop & go, stop & go – mostly stop. It took us half an hour to travel 4 miles! My “buddy” fibro was not a happy camper. Once we got through that intersection, the traffic flowed normally again. Unbelieveable, even though we knew about the intersection. After that we picked up the Maine Turnpike in Wells so we could move again; the moon roof was open and the music was loud – Heart’s Greatest Hits.
We got to Portland about about 4:30 and decided to go straight to the ice cream. It’s sad what a bad traffic experience and fibro can drive you to! We went to the Friendly’s Restaurant not far from our hotel. Friendly’s started out with ice cream and became a full service restaurant chain later, so their ice cream is premium and really good. Since this is calorie binge weekend, I decided to have one of their Super Sundaes for supper: 5 scoops of ice cream and 3 toppings (I opted out of the whipped cream and cherry). Nirvana! All the stress of that traffic jam drained away. It’s really bad when you eat for comfort. Gonna have to work on that more. But for now it’s the way it is, and I have to be honest.
While we ate, we noticed that the 5 scoop of ice cream had shrunken though the size of the glass and the price had not. That led to a discussion of rising costs of various items and a unanimous decision (it’s easy to be unanimous when you only have 2 discussion participants) that it wouldn’t be so bad if prices went up as long as you got the same amount for the increased price. But to pay more and get less . . . no, don’t like that! I’m sure you’ve noticed that a “pound” of coffee is no longer 16 oz and a half gallon of ice cream is now under 64 oz. Your prices haven’t gone down, though. They probably have gone up. So you are getting less for more. Pretty cheesy!
We checked in to the Comfort Inn after “supper.” In the lobby were General MacArthur and his female aide. Really! Apparently there was some sort of World War II reenactment this weekend and they were participating. It was very strange. They looked like the genuine articles. The manager, who was helping man the registration desk, was very relieved to have someone arrive with a reservation. Apparently there had been people coming in all day to see if they could get a room with no reservation. They couldn’t understand why there were no rooms available anywhere – uhh, it’s summer, it’s comfortable and cool at the coast, lots of people like the ocean, there are more events planned on the Maine coast at this time of year … duh!
Now it’s time to relax and get a good night’s sleep I hope. Don’t know yet what we’ll do tomorrow, but I can almost guarantee it will not include high traffic areas. Maybe a stop at a farm stand as we drive the low roads home. The low, least traveled roads!