Our trip to Portland

This morning, we got in the car and headed to Portland, Maine, for a day trip. There can only be so many beautiful summer days left in the year, and we wanted to take advantage of this one. We planned to have brunch, go to the art museum, maybe Longfellow’s house; a meadery and a chocolate bar were also on the agenda, and perhaps some time sitting by the ocean; maybe a visit to the Maine potters market, and a peek into the impressive public library. Our friends had agreed to take care of the dog’s evening walk and dinner so we didn’t have to cut the day short. It was going to be great!

Let’s let the pictures tell the story.

Ben staring at his car, minus one functioning ball joint.

11:10am: Ben staring at his car, minus one functioning ball joint.

The lovely Adopt A Visibility Site, Georgetown, MA

The lovely Adopt A Visibility Site, Georgetown, MA. Who knew there was a Georgetown, MA? Or a Rowley?

Ben making friends with a caterpillar on a pine needle.

Ben making friends with a caterpillar on a pine needle while waiting for a tow truck to come.

A whole lot of pretty sky, and no tow truck.

A whole lot of pretty sky, and no tow truck.

Finally! After a mere three hours of waiting. Thanks, Liberty Mutual! Hate to think how long it would have been if it'd been snowing.

Finally! After a mere three hours of waiting. Thanks, Liberty Mutual! Hate to think how long it would have been if it’d been snowing.

The Independent in Union Square, Somerville, MA.

4:02pm: The Independent in Union Square, Somerville, MA.

So no, we didn’t get to Portland today. But on the plus side, if the car had to break down at all, this was pretty good timing: we had nowhere to be, no one to meet, the weather was as conducive as it could possibly be for spending three hours on a highway overpass. We had a frisbee and at least one of us had a book; I learned a lot about ball joints. And we got to have lunch (dinner?) in Union Square, where we never go because it’s inconvenient to get to, but it’s where our trusted auto mechanic is located (Mike!), and we were very hungry by four o’clock. (Thank you to the fine, fine folks at The Independent, who brought us tasty food speedily. Much appreciated.)

Maybe another time, Portland.

My day was great, thanks for asking.

My day was great, thanks for asking.

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7 responses to “Our trip to Portland

  1. What? No!!! But that is a hilarious post. Way to make the best of it!

  2. Yes, this is all true. Today was an exercise in looking on the bright side. 🙂

  3. debra

    always look on the bright side…..
    la la la

  4. britakate

    When I lived in Portland, I used to dread the Georgetown, MA section of the trip back and forth to Boston. It was always the point at which the drive started to feel too long (though really it was very short), and for being a town no one has heard of, Georgetown lasts an awfully long time. Luckily, fall in Portland is almost as beautiful as summer (some would argue more so)!

    • We’re definitely planning to try to go in the fall! And I have nothing against Georgetown – a lot of people stopped to ask if we were OK. And we happened to break down directly in front of a tow truck, and the guy pulled us over into the breakdown lane and wouldn’t even let us pay him. So Georgetown’s all right in my book.

  5. Liz

    Glad to hear you inherited the genes for looking on the bright side! So many opportunities can arise when things go “wrong.”

  6. Pingback: Our Trip to Portland, Part 2 | IcyDaylight

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