Romantic get away...

 Regular readers will remember that Chris and I first met in Bar Harbor, Maine, 37 years ago. This place has always been a favorite spot for us, however if we go in the summer it is oppressively  crowded, which is not enjoyable, and in the winter most of the stores and restaurants are closed.

Since Covid-19 has dramatically reduced the number of tourists in the area, we had the bright idea to spend a weekend in Bar Harbor now. Chris booked us a room with a balcony overlooking the ocean, and off we went. The day was lovely, warm but not hot, and a thick mist hung over the ocean.

When we arrived we parked (easily!) on the main street, and walked up and down, visiting the colorful shops. Once we had done all of that we desired, we stopped at a favorite pub for some lunch. It did not disappoint, and Chris regaled me with a story of how he and a bunch of his sailor pals got tossed out of that very establishment in '83. "What did you DO?" I asked. "I didn't do anything, but our group was rowdy and we were asked to leave." This was a story I had not previously heard, and I found it to be quite entertaining.

On the way out an employee asked if we had enjoyed our meal and struck up a conversation. Somehow it came out that we had met just up the street, and she ran inside to get her phone and asked if she could take our picture. We had a fun chat, then headed off for more exploring.

We walked on a sand bar out into the ocean, and I filched some lilacs and lily of the valley flowers from an overgrown road side garden. Storm clouds were gathering and we could hear thunder rumbling in the distance.

We checked into our beautiful hotel just as the rain began, and I remembered being on the grounds of it the weekend we met, and thinking how rich people stayed there. It was something so far out of our reach at that time, and now, fast forward, we watched the storm from our lovely covered balcony and felt rich indeed.

This was the view from our room-

 I loved hearing the sound of the waves lapping on the granite shore, the calls of sea birds, and the chime of a buoy out on the water.

We had a light supper at the hotel restaurant, then changed into bathing suits and enjoyed the hot tub and infinity pool perched near the oceans edge. We had the place mostly to ourselves, and came out relaxed and happy.

After a most excellent breakfast Sunday morning we drove the park loop road around Acadia National park. We made a quick visit to the top of Cadillac Mountain, (where we shared our first ever magical kiss,) and enjoyed the beautiful scenery "where the mountains meet the sea."

Just as we were ready to exit the park I caught sight of this guy, and Chris kindly turned around so I could get his autograph.

Then we headed home, where Rachel and Evans had kindly taken care of the animals so we could get away. We ducked into a few antique stores, and got one very special treasure, but that will be told about in another blog.

Our romantic get away was beautiful, from start to finish.