The Ocean Heals
So yes, FF & I had a disastrous trip getting to Bangor – do you think the ride home went any better? In some ways, yes. Since we originally planned on stopping by the ocean and trying lobster, I still wanted to do this. Regardless of whether or not we had someone else’s car. The whole weekend had been shit and it needed redemption in a serious way. We had a great ride to the coast. Lots of singing, giggling, flirting, reminising & car dancing (and LOTS of bathroom breaks as my sugars were SKY HIGH!). I knew exactly where I wanted to go and FF being wonderful per usual was happy to comply. So we went to Short Sands in York, Maine. They have a boadrwalk and The Goldenrod (home of some seriously famous saltywater taffy which I abhor. Also home to the best fresh squeezed oj & fluffiest omelettes you will EVER see). Being October, it was pretty much a ghost town. Even the arcade was closed 😦 So we got back in the car and drove a few miles to Long Sands. I was so excited! Even as we had originally pulled into town I had FF take a shortcut I knew and I took in the smells and sights of the ocean.
It was low tide so when we parked the car, we were able to walk out quite a ways. The surf was choppy, the wind was blowing and the air was cool but after taking a few deep breaths of salty air I was able to let go of the horrific events of the last 48 hours. My shoulders didn’t feel a heavy burden. My mind was free. My heart was happy. I realized as I looked around that how could I not feel better. Staring out over the Atlantic Ocean I realized how small we are. Not unimportant or inconsequential, but in the grand scheme of things, we are small. And my problems? Even smaller. The perspective I gained that day was tremendous. And when things get rough I try to remember how it felt to have my chilly feet in the ocean water and looking out at a horizon that went on forever. It was pure magic! We got some great pics too!
For the record, I did try lobster too. It was…eh. We stopped at a place in Kittery that boasted that it had “The Best Lobster Rolls.” Duh – easy choice right? So I got a chicken sandwich and some clam chowder and FF ordered the lobster roll. The food all around was pretty gross, but I did try the lobster – and I have picture proof.
So now you know all about our fateful trip to Maine. We did hit a snafu with getting the rental car back and FF’s uncle’s truck retunred. It added another 2 hours to the trip home. Oh well, lessons learned! Next time we go, I hope it is a MUCH smoother trip. XO