We left Maine Friday. It takes us about fourteen-plus hours to get home, so we break it into a long day and a short day. We said goodbye to Dad around 8:30 (Kellee was out of town at a friend’s house) and headed into Livermore Falls. That was not exactly on the way, but I wanted to stop by Food City, the local grocery store, and pick up a bunch of their excellent (and huge) whoopie pies to bring home. The idea was to eat some and to give some away. It was probably strange to the cashier to see someone buying fourteen whoopie pies at 9:00 in the morning, but it pleased me.

We headed over to Lewiston/Auburn, where we would pick up the Maine Turnpike. Before we hit the highway, though, we stopped at Roy’s restaurant for a late breakfast. Roy’s is best known for their stunningly good burgers and fries, but it was too early for that, so we gave their breakfast a chance. It was very good, and very cheap. Mer got an omelet special for $3.75.

We had a smooth drive in Maine, through New Hampshire, over Massachusetts, and into New York. We made it all the way to Holley, NY, which is a little past Rochester. We were staying at the Rosewood B and B, which Mer found online. Holley is a small town with a small main street, and the Rosewood was on a residential street. It was a huge old house, and very comfortable. It was in need of some paint here and there, but that was unimportant compared to the hospitality we received. We checked in, and then walked the three blocks to a diner for supper around 8:00.

After supper, we headed back to the room, where we broke into the whoopie pies and I put a DVD into my laptop. We watched the show and munched on dessert, and then turned in for the night around 10:00.

We were up and sitting on the expansive front porch the next morning around 8:00. We got to chatting with another couple. The man was a retired band teacher, and the woman taught accounting at a small college. They were very kind and asked after our school quite a lot. Breakfast was served at 8:30. It was excellent, and the chat at the table was friendly (there were six of us all together). We were back on the road around 9:30.

We got home mid-afternoon. The kitties were all fine, which was wonderful. We did have the typical welcome-home-from-vacation of cleaning up cat puke, sorting mail, mowing the grass, and other such chores that took up our first two hours home. After that, we did manage to relax some for the evening. We had a great trip, but it was good to be home again.