Friday we drove up the coast. Annapolis Maryland to Rockland Maine in around 13 hours. About 9 hours in we stopped at Freeport for lobster rolls, fried haddock, 3 shirts, a discount blazer and a $32 safe which was bought at a toy store. And a bag that I agonized over buying.
LL Bean has about 3 million bags on offer. I think I might have tried out or touched roughly 87 on my visit. You could have seen me walking around in a haze with no less that 4 in my hand at one point. Shannon kept checking in on me.
"Where is your child?"
"I don't know. What do you think of this one?"
"... it's okay. What happened to the green one and the grey one? Are you really not worried about your son?... Scott is missing, too."
I finally committed to a bag. Found my child who had been in the women's hiking boot department walking up and down the fake hiking hill like someone who had mental problems. Shannon had located her husband and we swiftly left the shopping mecca before more funds evaporated.
We weren't expected at the house until Saturday so we stayed the night in Rockland. We stayed at the Hampton Inn & Suites which was about a mile from the Ferry Docks. More importantly the hotel was directly across from Dorman's Dairy Dream. It's a very popular walkup ice cream establishment that looks like it fell out of 1947. Scott was the only one that had the stamina to make it across the street. He said he got a "Nor'easter" which I think is a fabulous name for an ice cream that has candy whipped up into it. But I am partial to ice creams with boring names, too.