Econo Lodge Waterville
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Our little travel group has grown to ten! A few new additions . . . We've been planning this adventure since last fall . . . And now it's just around the corner! We'll spend a couple of days in Venice (been there before and swore we'd come back to this magical place!) . . . Then we'll hike for a week in the Dolomites. And ...
... days . . . at Calais, Maine. It is a real small crossing, but it was quite busy. It took almost a half hour to cross. We haven't made a lot of stops to see things and take pictures; we have been more focused on making road time. But, before we crossed we saw a sign for a stop at a blueberry farm. I asked Carol if she wanted to stop . . . and she did. I said that I didn't see the Exit #. But, she did!! Exit 52 in ...
... weather only got better, and the views even more spectacular - some of the houses and estates were beyond comprehension in size and grandeur.
Approaching the coast of Maine, I was reminded about how beautiful the rocky shoreline is, and how much I had enjoyed being there, even on foggy, rainy days. Today in the sunshine, it was beautiful, but in a completely different way.
We finally turned inland as we flew ...
Started with another quick pack up, drive 2 hours and quick set up in Richmond. It's Chris' day, it's overcast and apparently we have been behind a huge rainstorm. We had about 2 minutes of rain where we barely had the wipers on. Drove into Augusta, the capital of Maine to see the state buildings etc. We toured the state building and I have to say, it was pretty impressive inside. And for a non-historian ...
... and Maine and seeing the sign at the border. We made a quick "pit stop" (the last of hundreds) at a rest stop a few miles up the interstate. I remember smelling the pine trees during the early afternoon and welcomed the eventuality that in a couple of hours, we'll be "home" and in our own house, our own kitchen, living room, bathroom and, of course, our own bedroom and bed.
The further we drove, the longer it seemed to take. But finally, ...