Saturday -- August 11 -- We made our way to the South Station in Boston for a train to Portland Maine. About 45 minutes before the train left, we discovered we needed to be at the NORTH Station!! Of course, no one told us that when we bought the ticket in the South Station a couple of days ago. But, the ticket say it -- so we had no excuses. We found a cab and made the train just in time. We had the luxury of a first-class seat this time. It's about a 2 1/2 hour trip from Boston to Portland Maine. The countryside is beautiful and, as we got closer to Maine, more and more bodies of water became evident.

Dave and Karen Blumin

 

 

Once in Portland, our next task was to find a way to the airport to pick up a car. The conductor on the Amtrak train gave us "free full fares" on the Portland bus system. We boarded the bus, and after a winding ride through the city, arrived at the airport and got our car.  Once we were ready to go, I plugged in our GPS, set the direction for Boothbay Harbour and set-out for a 1 1/2 hour drive to our friends who live there.

Dave and Karen have a magnificent home on one of the many water inlets in Maine. We settled in for a wonderful afternoon of talking and "noshing" -- and getting to know the area a bit. Later that evening, we went into town for an evening of "jazz/rock" and drinks at one of the local "joints". Boothbay Harbor is a small town, very beautiful, and everyone seems to know just about everyone!! It was a great evening. We got back to the house at around 12:30 a.m., talked a bit more and hit the sack. Needless to say, we were ready for some "sack time".