Day 4: Popham Beach and Wiscasset

The night was not so good again. If I had three hours of sleep, that would be a lot...

So we got up at 6:30 a.m., had breakfast, and then got ready. We were ready to go at 9:00. Can't complain, it makes the most of the day...😎

The weather was warm, extremely humid, and as foggy as the past few days.

So we took the back roads and headed towards Popham Beach, which is located on one of the many small peninsulas along the coast.

Along the way, we drove towards Wolfe's Neck Woods State Park. But it was so foggy that we didn't continue because we could hardly see anything anyway. We were there at low tide, and apparently you can go shell hunting there. Two boys who were standing with us in a parking lot were equipped with knee-high rubber boots, a kind of pitchfork with a very short handle, and buckets that they dragged behind them on a kind of plastic sled. They used them to dig in the mud.

We then drove back to the route to Popham Beach and hoped that the fog would finally dissipate, but unfortunately it didn't. When we arrived at the beach, there was literally no visibility. Since it was now approaching noon and we were getting hungry, we headed to Wiscasset.

I had read about the town in a travel blog and saw a photo of a snack stand where there was a really long line. The blogger wrote that this was Red's Eats, supposedly the best snack stand in all of Maine.

That would have been our goal...

However, we were so hungry by then and also had the urgent need to go somewhere for little boys and girls, so we stopped at "Taste of Maine" on our way in Woolwich.

Fortunately, by now the fog had cleared, and we had a beautiful blue sky. We managed to get a spot on the terrace with a breathtaking view, had a super nice waitress who overlooked the fact that our English could use improvement, and on top of that, we were lucky enough to eat two really delicious soups. I had a fish chowder and my husband had the lobster stew. Delicious!😋.

An American who was sitting next to us at the table approached my husband when he left and asked him if he liked the lobster stew, and when my husband said yes, he wanted to say goodbye to him by shaking his hand. Very sweet.

Fully strengthened, we continued to Wiscasset, where, funny enough, the same scene that the blogger had photographed was actually waiting for us at the entrance to the center. The snack stand...and in front of it a queue of at least 20 meters.

We didn't care. We were full and satisfied, and we took the opportunity to sit on a bench by the water in the sun and listen to the county live music performed there by a young woman. Wonderful atmosphere. This is how I imagine a vacation!

At some point around 3:00 p.m., we started heading back and stopped by Walmart because we didn't have an adapter for my hairdryer. The two ladies we asked were very accommodating and willing to search the entire store with us for such an adapter. However, it quickly became clear that they had "USA to Europe" but not "Europe to USA". Nevertheless, I think the two of them would have liked to continue philosophizing with us about the difference between the cultures. But that failed, among other things, because of our lack of vocabulary on this topic.

So we continued to Hannaford and quickly bought some steaks and sweet potatoes, and then headed back to the wooden house.

After dinner, we were both pretty exhausted.

That has to get better...

Being dog tired at 7:00 p. m. and wide awake at 5:00 a.m. is somehow demanding.