11 - 31 July (Guest Blogger - Eleanor Poole - Part 1) Illionois, Indiana, Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylva

Hello to all who are following Cathy and Tony’s journey, I’m Eleanor, their niece and I’ve come to tag along with them for the summer. I’ll be taking over the blog for the next 6 weeks, as we travel to Cath and Tony’s last few states, all in the north east, before they can say they’ve done the full 50. I hope you enjoy!

Day 1 – Wednesday 11th July - Arrival in Chicago

Arrived into Chicago after an eight-hour flight (delayed by three and a half hours). After about six and a half hours into the flight, a dozen or so men sat at my end of the plane cheered, at this point I realised the 2018 world cup semi-final, England v Croatia, was on live TV on the plane. I watched the first half, 1 – 0 to England at half time. Landed at 13:30 and went through a very long passport control queue, before meeting Cathy and Tony at arrivals, it was good to be reunited after two and a half years! Drove one-hour northwest (whilst streaming the match on Cathy’s phone, England lost 2 – 1 at extra time – miffed) of Chicago to a town called Union where the RV was parked in a KOA.

The campsite was quiet and very green with cute wooden chair swings at every pitch. I went inside the RV where I was greeted by the two dogs, Sandy and our Mexican adoptee Kira. She is very calm and sweet, with a limp and goggly eyes, looks sad most of the time, except when her long tail wags and gives her happiness away. She likes women, presumably due to the Mexican lady, Mary, who fed her and kept an eye on her whilst in Baja, Mexico. The RV is very big, both sides slide out as well as the bedroom, so it’s more like a house than a van. It’s like the RV from Meet the Fockers. Once I’d settled in, Cathy and I went to the little office to check me into the camp, then took the dogs for a walk around the campsite. Regret No.1 of this trip: not applying bug spray at dusk. A ten-minute walk resulted in me being eaten alive by mosquitos, arms and back

covered in bites.

By this time it was around 8:30pm, we drove into Union town, which is really just a crossroads, in Tony’s 20-year-old white Toyota Celica (very tight for space). We went to Clasen’s Tavern, it was very dark inside with old newspaper cuttings and pictures on the walls of the tavern in previous years. The owner, Jim, was American and his wife, Alison, was from Jersey; I never met Jim but Alison was very nice. All three of us had jalapeño burgers and ‘fries’, I attempted to order a cider but soon remembered the drinking age was 21, still baffles me, as you can drive and own a gun, but can’t have a bev with your dinner. The first night in the RV was good, I have the sofa bed which is very comfortable – with Kira as my roomy!

Day 2 – Thursday 12th July – Chicago

Cath and I caught the train into Chicago at around 10am from a town called Crystal Lake, took an hour and a half, the trains were strange (double decker, but inefficient use of space). On the train, we passed through the suburbs of Chicago, some towns reminded me of Wisteria Lane from Desperate Housewives, almost too perfect. Most houses had the American flag outside.

As we arrived, we went for lunch at the Corner Bakery Café amongst the tall buildings, where most people were on their lunch break. From there, we made our way through town and onto ‘the Big Bus’ tour, which was two hours long and took us around all the main attractions of Chicago.

From the tour, we learnt that Chicago architecture was heavily influenced by European cities – in particular, Paris. Every eight months the people of Chicago and its visitors will see a new building added to its skyline, which is pretty impressive. Chicago is home to the third biggest skyline in the world, behind Hong Kong and New York city. Although I was only there for a day, my favourite part of Chicago was the northern side of the river. Most of the restaurants and bars were here, as well as some of the older buildings, like the old Wrigley Building and the original water tower. It also included the ‘Magnificent Mile’, which is actually only ¾ of a mile, but is home to big brands and designer stores.

Route 66 starts in Chicago and ends in Santa Monica CA

One of many pieces of public art - Flamingo in Federal Plaza

After enjoying the sights of Chicago, the three of us returned to what we could now call our local, Clasen’s Tavern, for dinner.

After a long day, we hit the sack at 9pm in preparation for a day on the road the following morning, however, the idea of an early night didn’t last long. At 10pm Kira decided to be sick, which meant me waking Cathy up to deal with it (no chance I was going to). After an hour of monitoring Kira, we tried our second attempt at an early(ish) night. This lasted half an hour(ish). I woke up to Kira’s now extremely swollen face in my face, meaning it was time to wake Cathy up again, and led to a trip to doggy A & E at 1am. In conclusion, Kira had an allergic reaction to a bite/ sting of some sort which was responsible for her looking like she’d been beaten up; a couple of injections and $200 later, she was fine.

Day 3 – Friday 13th July – Travelling to Pentwater

After no sleep, we were up at 8:30am, packed up the RV and hit the road, driving south, past Chicago, and then back up the East side of Lake Michigan to Pentwater, Michigan, via a short spell in Indiana. The journey took 6 hours and 296 miles, with lots of traffic and the roads were very bumpy, despite paying $35 for tolls – daylight robbery.

We arrived at Hill and Hollow campsite at quarter past six in the evening, which is very big, green and full of woodland, I get the feeling it’s the USA equivalent of British Centre Parcs (never been to Centre Parcs). It’s busier than the previous campsite, with lots of families on bikes and sat round their individual campfires, there’s also lots of things to do, such as crazy golf, swimming, basketball etc. - it’s what I think of when I imagine camping in America. Cath and I took the dogs for a walk through the forested campsite (no mozzy bites this time) before another early night.

Day 4 – Saturday 14th July – Pentwater

A lie in was needed today, we got up at 10:30 and didn’t actually do anything until early afternoon. At 2pm we drove down the road to the local village of Pentwater, which sits on the East shore of Lake Michigan, about half way down. The beach is surreal, it’s like something off The Truman Show (great film); It looks like the seaside, and sounds like the seaside, just without rolling waves or a tide, but all you can see is water as you look out into the distance.

The town of Pentwater is very well kept, with lots of holiday homes and lakeside bars and restaurants; they also have an irritatingly large number of American flags up. Not sure whether this is because it’s recently been the 4th of July, or if they’re there flying year-round – probably the latter. Nevertheless, the little town had a good atmosphere, the locals were besotted by the dogs (mainly Kira as her scars, limp and goggly eyes get her the sympathy votes).

Chicken BBQ dinner with roast veg.

Day 5 – Sunday 15th July – Travelling to Elk Rapids

Up early to pack up and go, left Hill and Hollow campground at 10am, ready for the journey north, along the eastern shore of Lake Michigan, to Cathy and Tony’s friends place – Paradise Pines, Elk Rapids, Michigan. The trip took around 5 hours, with a stop in the middle at a roadside park for lunch.

We were greeted at Paradise Pines in the afternoon by Lisa, Carl and their dog Gemma, who Cath and Tony met in Baja, Mexico last year. They are currently restoring Paradise Pines, which used to be ‘Paradise Motel’ est 1938, into what will be luxury cabins for holiday makers on Lake Michigan.

Paradise Pines is a five-minute walk from a sandy lakeside beach, in a woodland setting; the land is also home to many rabbits, squirrels and chipmunks (very loud chipmunks). After setting up camp just to the side of Carl and Lisa’s cabins, we all went down to the beach for a swim in the lake. The water was warm and very shallow, and the beach was scattered with a blanket of zebra shells, which are an evasive species, supposedly from Asia.

For dinner, we drove into Elk Rapids town, which has a golden sandy beach and a small marina – very popular in the summer, with people from places such as Chicago sailing up to enjoy the town. Carl took us for a whistle stop tour of the town, before going to the local brewery called Short’s Brewing Company where we had a beer and some nachos from the food van.

The high street (or main street to be in keeping with the local parlance) is called River Street, and is home to all the shops, restaurants and bars in Elk Rapids, not big, but certainly cute. Despite it being a Sunday, River Street was jam packed, so Carl took us to a place on the edge of town called the Oasis Tavern which was very dark and quiet, but I enjoyed my burger. Another thing I’ve noticed since I arrived is that they don’t give you cutlery if you order a burger – annoying. We had one last drink on Lisa and Carl’s deck, and then the mozzy’s began to attack, so we went to bed.

Tony and Carl play pool whilst waiting for the food to arrive.

Monday was a slow start settling into the new camp, sorting through post etc. Tony put his new map of Canada and America up on the side of the RV, whilst Cath and I picked blackberries and mulberries from the bushes on the grounds of Lisa and Carl’s plot – ready for dinner tonight.

The afternoon was spent exploring the town of Elk Rapids, we walked down River Street and peered into all the small independent shops and restaurants, and then got an ice cream from ‘Ice Cream Peddlers’ – the nicest caramel ice cream I’ve ever had.

Cathy and I then went into the district library whilst tony kept the dogs entertained. The Library is located inside an old house on a hill behind the marina, built by the Noble family in 1866 – a founding father of Elk Rapids. We wandered around, more interested in understanding the original floor plan rather than any of the books they had. It felt like a home to me, with the old fireplaces and a long (now indoor) porch for sitting and admiring the view. Whilst in the library, Cath and I were approached by an older woman who, to cut a long story short, was scouting us to be in her bible basher club; she didn’t like it when I said I had no interest in being baptised.

After a lucky escape, we re-joined Tony and the dogs and made our way back to Paradise Pines. Carl and Lisa made slow cooked pork that evening and a few of their friends joined us, it was a fun night swapping stories and laughing about our cultural differences.

Elk Rapids Beach.

Day 7 – Tuesday 17th July – Sand dunes in Empire

Today we travelled south to the Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes on Lake Michigan, where we took the dogs to the beach and did a scenic drive around the dunes. The beach was so unspoiled and quiet; it was nice to watch the dogs play and just sit and breathe in the fresh air for an hour. Kira is getting more and more confident in the water now, she was splashing around and fetched the stick a few times, even if it was with caution.

I didn’t think much of the scenic drive as it was very touristy, I think the sand dunes would’ve been more impressive if no one was about.

On the way back to Paradise Pines we stopped at the Filling Station in Traverse City for a bite to eat. This place was a microbrewery that served pizza, situated at the old Traverse City railway depot; it was a really nice place to sit and watch the world go by, the dogs were also allowed to join us (hard to find around here I’ve noticed).

Back at Paradise Pines we watched the sunset on the beach and had a bit of a photoshoot with the dogs.

Day 8 – Wednesday 18th July – Housekeeping

The initial plan today was to head north of Elk Rapids to explore the various lakes inland of lake Michigan, however that went out the window once we started to clean the RV. Tony began power washing at around 10am, followed by Cathy and I polishing. The next time we looked at the clock it was gone 3pm, but we now had the cleanest and shiniest RV in America – a day well spent.

Carl called by on his John Deere tractor.

Pre dinner drinks on Carl and Lisa's deck.

For dinner, Carl and Lisa took us to a Cajun restaurant called Pearls on the edge of town which was very nice. The restaurant wasn’t how I expected it to look (Pearls was talked about a lot prior to us going), it was big with dim lighting and had lots of stuff like empty perfume bottles all over the walls and on the shelves. The food, service and company were very good.

Caught a nice sunset over the lake on our way back from the restaurant.

Day 9 – Thursday 19th July – Cathy’s birthday!

We all woke up to Carl at the door, who had brought birthday pastries for Cath which were very nice with a cup of tea.

Cathy’s birthday: Stage one was spent looking for the birthday card that mum had given to her in February; after tipping up the entire RV, we (I) finally found it. She then opened Tony’s card and the present from us Poole’s, a Radley bag, that she loved.

Cath’s birthday: Stage Two involved going into Elk Rapids so Tony could buy her a present, Cath came away with the ‘Elk Rapids’ hoodie that we’d all commented on the other day walking past the shop which was very nice. When we got back to the RV, we spoke to mum and dad on the phone for a while, it was nice to hear their voices and catch up with them.

Cath’s birthday: Stage Three entailed kayaking down the Boardman River! Lisa and Carl dropped us at the starting point and went to collect Richard, who we’d met at the dinner party on Monday night, and his dog Lou. We all got into our Kayaks, Tony, Cathy, Carl and me all had our own; Lisa, Richard and Lou shared.

The water was shallow, cold and running a little fast, none of us were overenthusiastic about falling in. However, about a minute and a half after Cathy got into her kayak the current caught her kayak sideways on and she fell out. A birthday dunk if you like. I was the only one to witness this moment, and what made it more hilarious was that after her head popped up from underwater, she realised the Kayak was half way down the river and she went into panic mode. At this point I’m howling with laughter, trying to explain to the others, who were around the corner, what had happened; whilst Cath is running/swimming/falling down the river after her Kayak... I could see there was no way this was going to end well if I didn’t help, so, still in stitches, I paddled after Cathy’s kayak and brought everything to a halt. Richard and Lisa then joined to help Cath back in her boat. From then on, it was all going smoothly, until miscommunication led Cathy to abruptly stop next to a log, causing me to think we’re all stopping, then her boat pushed against mine causing it, and myself, to flip over – I spoke too soon when saying ‘it was all going smoothly’. While I’m swimming after my kayak, Tony’s boat also flips over – Cathy denies having anything to do with either capsizes.

After a rough start, we all started to get the hang of it and the scenery was so peaceful. We stopped at a bend in the river and had drinks and snacks, the surroundings were mostly wilderness – very few properties as there are regulations and restrictions in place to keep the river how it currently is. The second leg of the journey was very little work and very relaxing, although Tony still managed to fall out and get stuck under a log

We stopped a second time next to a horse-riding school for pictures and we all jumped in the river – cold!

The final leg took about half an hour and it led us to Richards house, which he built himself, starting in 1990. His house is made from wood, and he built most of the furnishings himself too, such as drawers, cabinets, beds etc. My favourite part of his house was a stained-glass light shade in the centre of the downstairs, it’s a woodland scene with movable parts that he also made himself. After the grand tour, we said goodbye to Richard and went home for a quick shower and change.

Cath’s birthday: Stage Four was a meal at Siren Hall, a popular restaurant in Elk Rapids, it was a great way to end the day.

Day 10 – Friday 20th July – Travel day

Packed up, said goodbye to Carl, Lisa and Gemma and left Paradise Pines at 11am.

We headed south, past Detroit and over the Michigan/Ohio boarder. From there we headed east along the southern shore of Lake Erie and into Pennsylvania for a luxurious night in Walmart car park in the town of Erie. We arrived at quarter to 10 in the evening. We had a couple of rest stops on the way but our total time on the road was 11 hours - well done Tony!

Day 11 – Saturday 21st July – Travelling to Niagara

We left Erie late morning and headed Northeast to a KOA just north of Niagara Falls in a town called Lewiston, the journey only took a couple of hours. There was no room in the inn until Sunday, so we parked up out the front of the campsite on the main road for the night. As we arrived in Lewiston at a reasonable time, we decided to go to Niagara Falls to watch the sunset and illuminations. We were not disappointed when we arrived, the falls are surrounded by America’s oldest state park (established in 1885), meaning it was free to roam around and view the falls. The state park stretches over 400 acres, 140 acres of that underwater, and includes Goat Island as well as Three Sisters Island. There are actually three waterfalls, the American Falls, Bridal Veil Falls, and Horseshoe Falls – the latter being the biggest, but all three are pretty spectacular. Across the river from the falls is Canada, everybody says it’s a much better experience from that side as you get a frontal view of the falls, but I thought the American side view was amazing. We wondered around the various viewpoints, where we could see the 3,160 tons of water that flows over the falls every second, this water is capable of producing over 4 million kilowatts of electricity. Four of the five great lakes (Superior, Michigan, Huron and Erie) drain into the Niagara River before emptying out into Lake Ontario.

After fighting the crowds for some selfies with the falls, we went to the ‘top of the falls’ restaurant for a drink while we waited for the sun to set and the illuminations of the falls to appear.

It got busier once night time fell and I can see why, the three waterfalls were lit up with bold colours to make it look like what I imagine heaven to be. The water looked like fluff just falling over the edge of the earth – we were all mesmerised!

Day 12 – Sunday 22nd July - Lewiston

If you put my bed on the sofa then I will lie on it on the sofa.

Today we were promoted to a spot in the campsite, so at around midday we packed up and moved across, before heading into the local town of Lewiston.

The town sits along the Niagara River, and has its fair share of large, expensive looking properties. We stopped at an independent pet shop to get the dogs some food, the owner was English – nice guy; then we went to a Brewery a couple of doors down called the Brickyard. It was actually two bars next door to each other and owned by the same company, we had a drink in the one first, it was lively and full, then we moved next door, that was much quieter but nice to just sit at the bar and enjoy a drink.

The rest of the day was spent BBQing pork chops and roast veg, before ending the day with Forrest Gump.

Day 13 – Monday 23rd July – Niagara Falls Part 2

The plan for the day was to return to Niagara Falls and take advantage of all the tours and attractions that the state park had to offer. We bought a discovery pass for 46 dollars each, which entitled us to all attractions, and we began with the Maid of the Mist boat ride. We were given blue poncho’s and boarded the boat along with another hundred people – not too crowded though. The boat took us past the American and Bridal Veil falls and into the centre of the Horse Shoe falls; the spray was so powerful we got drenched. It was really good to see the falls from the bottom, it showed the sheer velocity of water that was falling every second.

After the boat ride, we went into the Niagara Falls theatre and watched a half an hour movie on the history of the falls. There were a couple of ancient legends about how the falls got its shape, and the first people to visit the falls; the film also told the stories of various people who have been over the falls. The first, Anne Taylor, was a sixty-three-year-old who threw herself and her cat over the Horseshoe Falls in 1901, in a wooden and aluminium barrel that she designed herself, for fame and fortune. She survived the drop, walking away with just a few cuts and bruises. Sixteen people in total have done what Anne Taylor did, nine of them survived. The second tale was about a brother who was seven, and sister, who was seventeen, who were out in their family friends boat in 1960 that broke down, causing the boat to flip, throwing the two kids and the boat owner into the rapids ahead of the falls. The girl was pulled onto the shore by visitors a few feet before she went over the Horseshoe Falls, whilst the boat owner fell over the falls and died. The young boy also fell over the falls, but somehow survived and was pulled out of the river by tourists on the Maid of the Mist boat. By seeing the falls first hand, it’s still racking my brain as to how people have survived the fall.

Following the film, we caught the trolley bus to the Niagara aquarium, I’m not a fan of aquariums as it is and this one was very small, think we stayed in there for about five minutes then aborted mission.

To finish the day, we did the ‘Cave of the Winds’ tour, in which you’re descended 175 feet underneath the American and Bridal Veil falls.

It was so windy, and we got absolutely drenched, we were so close to the falls it was like getting beaten up by water – fun though!

From there, we carried our soaked selves back to the car and returned to the RV and the pups (who were very happy to see us).

Day 14 – Tuesday 24th July – Travel day

We set off from Lewiston reasonably early and travelled North East along the southern shore of Lake Ontario and across the state of New York, to a place called Malone. We arrived at Walmart at 5pm and stayed there overnight, we had chilli for tea, and Cath and I watched the Green Mile before bed.

Day 15 – Wednesday 25th July – Travelling to Vermont

We left Malone at around 11am and travelled East across the border to Vermont, arrived at Apple Island resort, South Hero at 2:30pm. Our site was next door to Peter and Suzan – Cathy and Tony’s friends who they met in California in their first year of travelling. In front of us was Moira and Graeme, who Tony and Cath initially met in Baja 2016, then by chance in Arizona a few months later, and now by chance again in Vermont! Small world.

For dinner Peter drove us to a local Irish pub called McKee’s, the waitress knew Peter and Susan as they’ve been in there a few times since being in Vermont. The place had a good atmosphere and it was nice getting to know Peter and Suzan. There was torrential rain on the way home, the worst I’ve ever seen, we got drenched running from the car to the van!

Day 16 – Thursday 26th July – Exploring Burlington & South Hero

The morning was spent around Apple Island resort, Peter was helping Tony sort out the TV’s in the RV, I say ‘sort out’ because I don’t actually know what they were trying to accomplish. Cath and I took the dogs for a walk, the campground had a nice woodland path with a view over Champlain Lake.

In the afternoon we went to a town called Burlington, East of South Hero. The town was much bigger than I was expecting, it had a central high street with dozens of independent shops and restaurants – the place had a really unique feel to it, as if I wasn’t in the states. We stopped and had lunch at a corner restaurant and watched the world go by, Kira was drawing in the locals with her goggly eyes and bad leg.

We got back to the campsite at 5pm, ready to go to Snow Farm Winery with the rest of the clan. On the way we stopped on the side of the road and Peter pointed out these multi coloured bird houses; there were over 400 of them all dotted about in the woods and were put there by a local couple for the Tree Swallows that eat mosquitos, they were very aesthetically pleasing.

We then arrived at the winery, located between corn fields, where there was a live band playing; a different group plays every Thursday and all the locals gather with their picnics and deck chairs to watch the sunset and enjoy the evening, there must have been around 700 people there. There were a few stands selling alcohol and ice cream and loads of people were up dancing right from the beginning - I hadn’t consumed enough alcohol to get up and dance unfortunately. Nevertheless, I really enjoyed myself, it was nice to do something different and be part of something local.

Day 17 – Friday 27th July – Last day in Vermont

Today Cath and I made it top priority to get some route planning done, so we sat around the table and mapped out our following destinations right up until the end of my trip, from New Hampshire down to Washington DC. This took a few hours, and Tony was still ‘sorting’ the TV’s out, so we decided to stay around the campsite and go out for an early dinner.

Peter and Suzan took us to another little pub they’d found called Rozzis’ Lakeside Tavern. We all had the usual, burgers etc. and Tony had ‘the Dozer burger’ which was 2 pounds of beef, topped with cheese and millions of fries on the site, the menu said if it’s eaten in half an hour you get a free T Shirt – Tony did not succeed. Poor effort. We were home to watch the sunset and had an early night.

Day 18 – Saturday 28th July – Travelling to New Hampshire

On the way to New Hampshire we stopped in Montpelier, the state capital of Vermont and the smallest state capital in the US. The town was tiny, literally one main road, but it was so pleasant and pretty, there was a big state capitol building and many small, quirky shops. By chance, there was a farmer’s market on when we were there, so Cath and I had a look round whilst Tony waited with the dogs. After buying a substantial amount of fruit and veg, we returned to Tony who was sat on a bench surrounded by a crowd of people, telling them his and Cath’s story, as well as Kira’s – he was like the pied piper.

We arrived at Twin Mountains/ Mount Washington KOA at around 1pm, so we had the rest of the day to chill out. For dinner we went into the little town of Bethlehem, well, the American version. It was along a main road and had loads of big houses. We stopped at Rek-Lis brewing company for dinner, where there was a very loud band playing, I don’t think Tony and Cath were too taken by them, nevertheless it suited the name of the pub. Nevertheless, Cath and I had the best quesadilla’s we’d ever tasted, and Tony enjoyed his beer – win-win.

Day 19 – Sunday 29th July – A trip up Mount Washington

The plan for today was to venture up Mount Washington, the highest peak in the North East. The auto route was seven miles long, climbing 6,000 feet. We were given a CD to play whilst climbing the mountain, which told us about the history of the auto route and the climate of each part of the mountain, I enjoyed it, don’t think the poor Celica’s clutch did though.

Despite there being some amazing views on the way up, as we reached the top we drove through cloud, so at the observation point we observed a wall of white, not to mention the Icelandic temperatures.

Due to all of the above, we didn’t stay at the top for long, as we got lower we got some pictures of the views which was worth it.

At the bottom, once we’d taken all our layers off (not all, most), we had a picnic by a stream which was the perfect setting.

The afternoon was spent catching some rays at the pool with Cath, followed by pasta for tea!

Day 20 – Monday 30th July – Destination: Maine

It took us half a day to drive to North Maine, arriving mid-afternoon at Narrows Too, a private campsite in Bar Harbor. The site was huge and had a large park for the dogs which they appreciated.

After settling in, we went to Mainely Meat BBQ for dinner (also a brewery, of course), we sat at the bar and chatted to the locals, Cath had Ribs, Tony had a meat platter and I had a burger – enjoyed by all.

Day 21 – Tuesday 31st July – Exploring Bar Harbour

Today we got the shuttle bus into central Bar Harbor, the journey wasn’t fun, especially with two dogs – very busy and bumpy and sweaty.

When we eventually arrived, we were dropped at the village green, and then wandered around the main street which was very nice.

Cath and I then went down the hill to the harbour and got on Oli’s Trolley bus while Tony watched the dogs.

There was only two other people on the bus so the guide chatted to us and gave us a good tour of Bar Harbor. He showed us the large properties and all the good restaurants, and explained the towns history, like the fire in 1943 that destroyed the east side of Bar Harbor Island.

Towards the end of the trip, we drove past an Irish pub, and the guide explained how if you look closely you can tell that all the customers are Irish or British, as I was looking, I thought to myself, I recognise those dogs? And that man? Tony was sat there with a Guinness looking ever so content. Cath and I laughed and hopped off the bus to join him.

We decided to eat at the Irish pub as it was on the sea front, Tony had local lobster as it’s a must whilst in Maine! We then had a look around the shops, I bought a sweatshirt and Cath bought some Maine Christmas decorations, before getting the dreaded shuttle bus back to the campsite. The rest of the day was spent chilling out in the RV.