I spent all of yesterday crossing the country from California to Maine.   I’m taking advantage of a free ticket I got from being “bumped” on a flight months ago in order to be at my godson’s birthday party up mid-coast way.

I got up a lot earlier than I like to get the flight, and  got in a lot later than was planned due to the torrential rains that have hit the east.  Even so, I made it to be by 11 pm West Coast time, only to be awakened by screaming children in the hallway at 7 East Coast time.  That’s 4 am where I come from.  My affection for children took a bit of a hit – but most of my grumpy thoughts I saved for their thoughtless parents.

For this Westerner, Maine is as beautiful as any state in the West, and for me,
midcoast and ‘down east’ are the most beautiful parts of Maine.   Even with the low and soggy sky my drive to Rockland will be wonderful, if I can just stay awake enough to enjoy it.  There is a wonderful coffee house in Wiscasset that should show up abut the time my breakfast coffee wears off, not that it feels like it every really took hold.

Even so, Hail Kaffeina!  Lady of Life!

 (I couldn’t find any nice Google images of the towns, which are beautiful,  but the pics of the country around them are nice.)

More substantive posts will happen after I get some good sleep!