Sadly today we must be leaving Maine, and heading to Boston for our flight out in a few days. Mr. Four has already asked if he might be allowed “to have a Lake at home please”, something that we would of course love but since we live in a crowded Dutch city, many thousands of our Dutch neighbours who would have to be displaced to achieve it, so sorry little man, no Lake will be possible at home.
We have eaten well, seen many new things, relaxed and had fun in the lake, traveled around and had a brilliant time at the Bowerbank parade. The weeks have flown by and now home and jobs call so we must bid adieu.
Now we have done our packing, piled everything and everyone in to the car and we head south and east towards Boston. At first we pass though small towns and rural communities, later we link up to the interstate highways and get sped along in the multi lanes of traffic.
Then comes the inevitable cry from the back of the van… I’m hun-gry!” and after a pause, a murmur of accent from several others who stomachs are agreeing with this sentiment.
We also notice that the van is making a noise that doesn’t sound good in the realm of mechanics, it literally sounds like a good time to stop and take stock of the situation. We find an exit off the highway and happen upon a small establishment called “ Damon’s”. They do Subs and pizzas and we take our hungry selves inside to see what they do that will please our fussy kids.
Lunch is simple, between us we are eating fries, one child orders a sandwich filled with meatballs that turns out to be huge…, my friend has a bun filled with ham and pickles, her husband a meal of shrimp, another kid, a bun with meat and melted cheese on top, hubby gets a wrap, and I get some chili… and for mine at least it’s OK, It’s not the Bowerbank chili-cook-off kind of winner , but it’s tasty enough and it fills a gap. The staff are friendly and we are happy to have sorted out our hunger pangs.
The van is not sounding very healthy at the moment, we can’t figure out what it might be and can’t see anything… so we want to get to the outskirts of Boston as soon as we can and try and find out if it’s something serious or not.
We pass though numerous small towns and enjoy very much the views along the way. We also pass though Old Orchard en route to Boston… Let me show you a little bit of our journey…
Finally we come to a bridge… the sign tells us that we are entering Massachusetts …. we are almost there.