Sunday, October 26, 2008


scary to say the least.

Day Four:

Woke up after a night of feeling sick so I packed up my things and went down to the wharf to say goodbye to Portland and get the last souvenirs for everyone back in California. I headed out to Enterprise rent a car to return my little Nissan. The gentleman at the counter said that the shuttle would be there in six minutes to pick me up. So I waited outside and waited and waited. The van ended up being 45minutes late, at that point I asked the driver to hurry because now my flight was leaving in 36 minutes, so as I ran to the counter I expected to see a person to help me instead it was a computer that informed I could not bored the plane till I spoke to someone. I searched for a United employee only finding baggage throwers that didn’t know what to do. Finally I found a guy that said he couldn’t really help e because he was new. With six minutes left a woman let me know that I wouldn’t be able to board the plane but she could get me on stand by all the way home to San Luis but now through Chicago not DC. So off I flew to Chicago. Now I must say I will never fly on standby anymore, they had overbooked both flights that I could take by over 150 passengers. In fact a gentleman got bumped off his flight got an argument in front of me, police were called and a ticket was even torn up in front of his face by employees. It was the single funniest thing I have ever seen. I found the general manager for United Chicago and he got me tickets home. Only problem is that I had a nine hour lay over in LA. So I snuck into a closed terminal and tried to sleep until my flight time. Eventually made it home, this was probably one of the best trips I have ever taken. I only have one complaint it wasn’t long enough.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Day Three (Or as Erick has named it; Leaves and Lobster Tour 2008):

This was one of those days that just got better and better as the day carried on. I woke up this morning and headed into Bar Harbor and walked across the sand spit bridge that can only be accessed at low tide. So I went over to Bar Island. The island was a land of rolling hills and open grassy meadows which held large raspberry bushes. I then drove down Park Loop Road and reached the Precipice Trail. The precipice trail is an old hiking trail that was cut straight out of the granite to climb up Gorham Mountain. Now they say that there is no climbing involved, this is a lie. It’s all climbing. It was well worth it though, the views from the ridge were outstanding and I ended up sitting on a cliff overlooking the ocean for quite a while. Lunch was served at the Whales Tail Tavern; I had Agalish White and a lobster roll, the best one yet. I headed out of Bar Harbor to Bangor. Bangor is a Maine’s second largest city; it sits upon the Penobscot River and meanders on along its banks. The city itself looks as if it was built in the 40’s and hadn’t been changed since. It has a sad feeling to itself, as if it was locked in a bottle for so long. Even Paul Bunyan couldn’t cheer up this town on a blistery October day. So I headed south on Highway 95 through the heart of the state back to Portland. Upon reaching Portland I found a hotel and got cleaned up. The Old Port is a one of the best downtowns I have ever visited; it rivals any city in the US. I ate at the apply named The Grill & Bar; this was the best meal I had eaten in a long long time. Tonight I started with fresh fried Georgetown Me. Oysters with a Maine Irish red beer. For my entrée I had puree of sweet potato, blanched spinach with a skewer of the best scallops I have ever eaten, this was eaten with a Chilean viognier. For dessert I had vanilla bean crème brulee and a Californian moscato. The evening was better than I could have ever expected. I would have liked to have walked around downtown a bit more but the evening’s air called me to bed (37 degrees). The city of Portland is what many cities would like to be, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here, right now.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Day Two:

Well I didn’t see my sunrise in Acadia this morning. I should have realized that this would have been a little difficult since in the last 72hrs. I had slept about 9; of which on Monday night I crashed. I woke about around ten, got my deluxe continental breakfast (how does cold cereal and English muffins constitute deluxe?). I then drove up to Mount Cadillac, which is the tallest point on the eastern seaboard. It literally rises out of the ocean to over 1500 feet, complete with wind swept pines and exposed granite. With all the color you could imagine I decided to descend into Lake Jordan and walked around this pristine example of nature. The funny thing about Acadia is that I must have been the youngest person visiting the park as the median age must be 65. I then circumnavigated Mt. Desert Island stopping in Somesville to have lunch. But seeing as the “season” ended last week I only had one choice, the Somesville Inn. Luckily it was amazing, I had Bar Harbor Ale, a lobster roll (lumps of lobster set in a buttered and toasted roll with a side of pasta salad and for dessert blue berry crisp which by the way had more blue berries than I have ever consumed in my life. Head Lighthouse at the end of the island was next, which was a serene setting which felt like it was at the end of the world, with waves crashing and wind blowing. Dinner was at a little lobster shack with some of the nicest people I have ever met. I had originally decided to drive inland but I decided against it because I couldn’t believe it could get better than here, so I drove into Bar Harbor for the evening. I actually went into town tonight and walked around the town which looks a lot like Park City or any town that was set up in the fifties. I want to live here at some point in life, a town like Bar Harbor sounds nice doesn’t it (plus they brew their own beer)?
P.S. It's supposed to snow tomorrow
p.p.s. No Spanish language TV, just French

Monday, October 20, 2008

Day One:

Upon exiting the plane I picked up my bags and went to pick up my rental car. I went to the rental car pick up and was informed by Hertz that Enterprise was located off site and that I should take a cab to get there. Needless to say I found the shuttle that would take me there. I left Enterprise in my little Nissan Sentra and went down to old Portland and walked around seeing what it had to offer. Portland looks a lot like Boston but with far less commerce and people. I ended up having lunch with a hair stylist from Boston preparing to run a marathon. The funny thing is that she was just leaving from the trip that I was beginning; Nicole went to see the fall leaves, take pictures and eat food. Funny how everyone I knew asked me why on earth I would go to Maine; I guess only people that go understand. A crab cake sandwich and sweet potato chips were served and thoroughly enjoyed. I left there and headed to Freeport to see the LL Bean factory stores that literally covered four blocks and even had a giant replica Maine hunting boot in front of one of the warehouses. From there I went north to Bath and then on to the breathtaking village of Camden to have dinner. The town of Camden sits below a mountain in a little finger of the Atlantic; with a small port and small downtown it looks like something out of a movie. I ate seafood stew and drank Pumpkinhead Ale next to some very eccentric local drunks. I then headed to Bar Harbor so that I would wake up to a sunrise in Acadia National Park. The leaves, weather and atmosphere that Maine provides is awe inspiring.


I left Fresno midday Sunday after having been there to attend Erick and Holly’s wedding. I made it home in time to pack and then eat Dinner with Chris and Family. HE then drove me to the airport were I luckily was able to board the plane in time to make my connecting flights without fail. I hadn’t realized how long it had been since I had flown last (almost two years exactly). I had forgotten all the little habits and intricacies to packing hundreds of people from different cultures and backgrounds in to a flying metal cylinder. Fortunately I ran into Shad and Lou from Traditional Tattoo of SLO, with both of them knowledgeable of Maine. They let me know to spend time in Bar Harbor (pronounced, Baa Haba, thanks Lou), Portland and surprisingly the L.L. Bean store. The overnight flight wore me out as I have a difficult time sleeping on planes and since it was a red eye, I had to take advantage of the time sleeping. I made it to Portland with out fail with the exception of having to move terminals twice in DC. By the way, DC has the best dressed travelers, even the casual travelers look better than most in LA; no velour track suits there.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Epilogue: Maine

I have wanted to visit Maine since I saw the orange and tangerine leaves of fall against the rocky coast line of the northern Atlantic in classic Kodacolor prints. My plans to make it here had always been conceived to fail as the fall is one of the most difficult times to travel for me historically. But seeing that this year has been one of changes I decided to throw caution and time to the wind and make plans to visit our most north-eastern state in the prime of fall color. I also wanted to eat as many lobster rolls as I could possibly consume in that time. The mystic of the region has always invited me. The fact that some of our most famous authors, poets and artists hail from or flock to this northern gem intrigues me all the more; Walden and Christina’s World being two of the finest examples.
I only have two set plans for this trip; one, round trip airfare and two, a rental car. I have tried to read as much as possible on Maine before I go there. I picked a few travel books and have researched the internet for as much information as possible. Online I found: and to be interesting. I really jus want to relax and see the beauty that the northeast has to offer. I am hoping that I am going late enough that it will be pretty empty and I will be able to fully enjoy the solitude of fall. I want to see Acadia National Park, the leaves along the coast and possibly go on a lobster boat though that might be the most touristy plan I have (well that and the “Leaf Peeping,” doesn’t that sound dirty? It sounds more like a perverse action with leaves).

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Protect Families?

How does negating a persons ability to marry someone they love protect families? You can use the sign to counter measure those yes signs.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Ride The Sky

Jamie Thomas has done it again. Billy Marks and Chris Cole amaze.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

So Funny.

Probably my favorite movie so far this year.

Sunday, October 5, 2008


The Original Pancake House, amazing. Simply amazing. I have been told to go to this breakfast location for at least five years. I finally learned. Go get the 49er or the German pancakes. It's in Anaheim, and yes it's worth the drive.

Saturday, October 4, 2008