We ended up being in the U.S. rather briefly although we had planned to camp there for a few days.
First thing in the morning some pictures needed to be taken of this place on the Bay. What a view from the deck of our motel!
Next item on the agenda was breakfast at the same place we had dinner, just a couple of hundred meters down the road. The waitress made me feel like I was back in Thailand again, where it is normal to be served something completely different than what you asked for. The order taking in this case was also superfluous. I asked for my eggs “sunny side up” and received them “easy over”. I asked for brown toast and got white. The icing on the cake was the refill of my ½ cup of tea with coffee. She had a rough night, was her excuse. Her husband was in the kitchen and for all I knew he was the guilty party. Upwards and onwards.
Maine is gorgeous.
We dove off of the Interstate where 16 wheelers were blowing up huge rooster tails of water into our faces and opted for some twisty country roads. Even in the rain it was a pleasure.
Back into Canada
We got as far as Sherbrooke in Quebec and checked into a motel totally spent at around 8 p.m. and are only about 4 hours from Ottawa, which will end the East Coast trip 4 days ahead of schedule due to continuous shitty weather. Weather notwithstanding , it has been a magnificent experience.