We braved the fog and got ourselves good and lost on Mount Desert Island today. We criss-crossed the island from Northeast Harbor to Bar Harbor and eventually to Jordan Pond House, our intended destination. Mich told us numerous times that we should go and the views from the Acadia guidebook looked amazing.
We strolled through the gift shop and I subdued the urge to buy the overly priced Maine-themed items I may never use again, although the nautical rope trivets were inspiring. Eventually we were seated and I had a total panic attack. Our options for lunch were two chicken dishes, neither of which the New Husband would eat. I settled on the curry chicken sandwich which is likely exotic to most visitors but is nothing new and which I found unbearingly bland.
I followed this up with a blueberry crisp and a scoop of homemade ice cream, which made the excursion totally worthwhile.
"Do you think people in Maine only eat Maine blueberries," I asked as the spoon flashed in and out of the bowl furiously.
The New Husband laughed and responded, "I don't know, why don't you ask someone?"
"Okay, the next opportunity I have, I will." I put the spoon down. "The nutritionist was right. The fifth bite never tastes as good as the first." I pushed the dish away.
We took a walk down to Jordan Pond and along part of the trails. I'm convinced this is one of the most beautiful places on earth. Now, if only my knees would cooperate so I can explore.
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