At the end of July, Alan and I flew to Boston, while my mom flew there from Montana. The next day we grabbed our rental car and drove up to Portsmouth. NH, where we met up with my sister’s family and their lovely babysitter who joined us for the week.
We rented an historic five bedroom summer cottage built in 1898 located on the water in a small hamlet called Georgetown about 20 minutes down a peninsula from Bath. The weather was a bit all over the place – we lit a fire on our first day! – but by the end of the trip we’d gotten in enough sunny days to feel like a proper summer vacation at the beach. We spent the majority of our days at the house playing Farkle or cards, or down by the water or on the kayak or canoe. In the evening when the tide rolled out we’d walk the flats with the kids who searched for hermit crabs and snails. One day we went for a hike in Reid State Park were we got lost and a 1.5 mile trek turned into 4.5 miles. My nephew Josh complained the whole time that he wasn’t going to make it, even when he was, at long last, 100 feet from the car! One of the highlights of the trip was when we drove into Boothbay Harbor and boarded an evening cruise to Cabbage Island for an authentic lobster bake. The cruise over and back was simply beautiful, and our hours on the private island were simply idyllic. The kids roamed the grounds and played with other children while the adults chatted and cracked our lobster. It was as we were sitting at Cabbage Island that I really noticed just how much my niece had grown and matured since our trip the year before. Last year she wouldn’t touch lobster for a $1 bribe and this year she sat there with us cracking and slurping and having a great time doing it.
This is the second year we’ve done a family trip to Maine and it’s something I really want to continue with my family for the rest of our lives. I hope that when Nora is my age she looks back on these trips and tells her kids what a great time she had with her Aunt Becky and Uncle Alan, and Josh reminds her of “that time when …” as Charlie recounts how she beat everyone’s ass at Farkle.