Last week we spent seven days in Port Clyde, Maine, with my family and like always, it was a lovely trip. This family vacation is something we started doing three years ago and I’m so thankful that we’re able to make it work. Each year brings a little something different and this year was no exception. Alan spent the entire week before in Jackson Hole with his friends celebrating their 40th birthdays so I ended up flying from Dublin to Boston by myself. I upgraded to business class and OMG it was the bomb dot com. I got so much work done on my next novel on the six hour flight across the Atlantic. And I drank a lot of champagne.
The logistics of this trip were a bit trickier since we had a larger party size this year (my cousin Meagan joined us!) and also needed a home that would allow my sister’s new Goldendoodle to come with. Also compounding our scheduling difficulties, my sister is a nurse at a hospital and can only find out 4-6 months in advance if she’s approved for vacation so by the time her schedule was locked down most of the places that we were interested in renting had already been scooped up for the entirety of the summer. In the end, we rented a place new to the rental market that was in Port Clyde, the small town where we stayed during our first trip. Returning to a place we were familiar with proved both good and bad: good because we didn’t waste any time trying to figure out the grocery store and restaurant situation and bad because we felt less inclined to explore beyond the confines of our home.
The house itself was nice and the layout worked out well for our family but I had some post-rental apprehension when the owner rated me somewhat poorly on VRBO. I’m trying not to let it bother me but when you follow the check-out cleaning procedures and are literally doing dishes and vacuuming up until the second you leave (after having paid a $250 cleaning fee and a $200 pet fee), I’m not sure how you can legitimately be rated 3/5 on cleanliness … especially when we realized the housekeeper made the bed with the same linens that we used and we actually left the house cleaner than we found it. Of course, he waited until after I gave *him* a good rating to deliver my own (btw, when did renter ratings become a thing on VRBO?) which I also take issue with. But I digress …
Aside from that unpleasantry, the only negative thing about our trip was I woke up the day after arriving with a raging sore throat that only got worse as the trip wore on. I basically spent the entirety of our vacation in a Dayquil induced haze and at no point did I ever feel in tip-top shape. So disappointing, especially since this is the second time this year I’ve gotten sick on our longer vacations. Still, I didn’t let a sore throat, cough, and a head full of snot rain on my parade.
Read about our past trips here: