On some grey day a few months ago, when I was probably feeling gloomy and Eamon had been working non-stop for days, I decided that we needed to book our end-of-stay holiday, and that it was going to be a REAL NICE ONE. So after much Googling we booked ourselves 5 nights at the prestigious (trans. expensive) Samoset Resort in Rockland, Maine.
The view from our deck. WICKED AWESOME!
Maine styles itself as "Vacationland" on its car number plates (Massachusetts' motto is the anodyne "Spirit of America"; New Hampshire's motto is far more scary: "Live Free or DIE!"). Maine is a certainly a popular holiday destination, probably because of its stunning coastal scenery. It reminds me a lot of Cornwall - beautiful rugged coastline, friendly people, seafood (LOBSTERS), grey drizzly days alternating with clear, breezy sunny days, golf courses, pensioners.... I could go on.
Greetings from the Pool Bar!
The Samoset has a golf course and I would say a high proportion of its guests are very average hobby golfers kicking the arse of 60, but it was a great place to bring Baby Zoë. We had a lovely large suite, so she could sleep peacefully in her Pack n Play whilst we could watch TV next door or sit on the deck. There was an indoor and outdoor pool, and some swings too!
We didn't just laze around every day sunbathing and demanding margaritas from the cabana boy (just most of them). We also took a trip on the ferry to Vinalhaven, one of the many islands that dot the coast of Maine. If mainland Maine is like Cornwall, then Vinalhaven is much as I would imagine the Falkland Islands, only with decent weather and full of obnoxious people on holiday from New York. Check it out.
We swam, we drank, we walked, we took ferries, I ate an awful lot of lobster, we slept, we sunbathed and generally had a lovely relaxing time. Rockland Rocks!!!
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