The number of hours spend zipping along the Interstate, first between Cleveland and Washington, then up the East Coast into Connecticut, New Hampshire and on into Maine, has mounted up to a seemingly astronomical sum! By late this afternoon we were both ready to settle into a more manageable routine. Fortunately, that schedule shift is set to kick in tomorrow - thank goodness!
But today we still were trying to accomplish a bit too much within a single twenty-four hour period. We wouldn't have given up any of it, however, and actually we coped well enough - and the evening ahead looks much more manageable.
We started the morning sharing a meal and catching up with John and Karen Martin at Steve's, a popular local breakfast spot in Exeter. Before setting off on our sprint for the Canadian border, we also dropped in again on Aunt Free. Then, off we drove. We lunched in Bangor, having meandered around first looking for the house in which Heidi's father lived when his father taught at Bangor Theological Seminar (It seems to have somehow disappeared since Heidi first saw it on an earlier visit years ago.).
We arrived at the border in Calais (which locals pronounce "Callous") and, following quite a quizzing at the crossing, moved on into St. Stephen. A quick stop at the New Brunswick Tourist Office and the aid of a helpful soul there put us almost immediately into a quite wonderful bed-and-breakfast, Blair House, just a couple of blocks away.
St. Stephen is known as "Chocolate Town" although the local chocolate factory closed awhile ago and the building itself has been reconfigured into apartments, a museum and the Bistro, a fine little restaurant where we had an early (and quite delicious) dinner.
Now we're settled in for the night, talking with others also staying at Blair House - a relaxing conclusion to a busy, busy day.
But today we still were trying to accomplish a bit too much within a single twenty-four hour period. We wouldn't have given up any of it, however, and actually we coped well enough - and the evening ahead looks much more manageable.
We started the morning sharing a meal and catching up with John and Karen Martin at Steve's, a popular local breakfast spot in Exeter. Before setting off on our sprint for the Canadian border, we also dropped in again on Aunt Free. Then, off we drove. We lunched in Bangor, having meandered around first looking for the house in which Heidi's father lived when his father taught at Bangor Theological Seminar (It seems to have somehow disappeared since Heidi first saw it on an earlier visit years ago.).
We arrived at the border in Calais (which locals pronounce "Callous") and, following quite a quizzing at the crossing, moved on into St. Stephen. A quick stop at the New Brunswick Tourist Office and the aid of a helpful soul there put us almost immediately into a quite wonderful bed-and-breakfast, Blair House, just a couple of blocks away.
St. Stephen is known as "Chocolate Town" although the local chocolate factory closed awhile ago and the building itself has been reconfigured into apartments, a museum and the Bistro, a fine little restaurant where we had an early (and quite delicious) dinner.
Now we're settled in for the night, talking with others also staying at Blair House - a relaxing conclusion to a busy, busy day.
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