Destination Wareham

"I've been driving for, like, 4 hours"

Yesterday morning, we had breakfast at Jordan's (http://www.jordanswildblueberry.com/), Bar Harbor's best and favorite breakfast destination. They specialize in all things blueberry (including gluten-free blueberry muffins) and don't disappoint. We had been there just once a dozen years ago but the place was instantly recognizable as soon as the aroma of blueberry pancakes wafted through the open doorway.

​After breakfast, we said goodbye to Uncle Bert and Aunt Suzi and found our way back to Route 1 with a 6-7 hour drive to the Boston suburbs ahead of us. I got us to Interstate 95, at which point it was safe for Alison to take over (I wasn't feeling well, and she prefers the portions with no turns whatsoever). I quickly fell asleep and woke up later in the day as Alison was pulling into a service plaza. I asked her the time, wondering how long I had slept, to which she replied, "I've been driving for, like, 4 hours. I need to get a 5-Hour Energy." I told her that was a good idea and got out of the car to fill the tank. As I did, I casually glanced at my watch and realized that I'd been asleep for 1 hour, not 4. When she returned, I told her that I'd be returning to the driver's seat and she didn't put up a fight. In the trip from Richmond to Quebec to Maine to Boston, she's now logged (let me calculate...) one proud but exhausting hour behind the wheel.

​Yesterday evening, we went out to dinner with my sister Rachel, her husband Ed and their two kids, EJ (3) and Andrew (1). There was a local band playing country and bluegrass music outside the restaurant and Baby Andrew and I danced to "You are My Sunshine," a favorite song of mine with a very happy chorus ("you make me happy when skies are blue") interspersed with remarkably sad verses ("now you've left me and love another; you've shattered all of my dreams"). I've always wondered about that.

Since we're now back in the world of solid WiFi, we're including some pictures from the day before yesterday, when WiFi scarcity limited our upload capabilities.

The Selfies

Panoramas

Tidbit

While we've been away, Ian has been working on a painting of our mountain house in Lexington. This is his summer project that he hopes to finish before he leaves for his full-time job that starts in early August. You can see his progress in the accompanying photo, with our front garden on the left side of the painting and our front porch (including our dog Oliver) outlined in pencil on the right.

I've always been amazed at Ian's combination of engineering and artistic skill. I think of myself as a pretty decent software engineer, but I can't even draw a good-looking stick figure. It's a bit embarrassing.