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I wasn't even kidding about part VI, I'm too tired to think of a new name right now.
Day 9, Saturday, July 5, The Maine day (I couldn't let that one go). Today was the day we drove to Maine! It was very beautiful witht he rocks and the trees and of course all the lovely houses. We went to Kennebunkport, just to look around a bit and drive through. Then we drove to Portland where we had lunch (lobstah and chowdah, of course). Near where we ate there was a man dressed as a lobster and some tourists wanted a picture with him, the woman asked him what his name was and he said, "Bob", so it was Baaab the Laaabstah (unless he was making that up for a good story, I'm serious). After lunch we walked around Portland a bit, picked up a couple souvenirs in Cool as a Moose, and hopped in the car. We headed over to Old Orchard Beach and entertained ourselves with looking around the Maine boardwalk and couldn't help playing a few games, winning a stuffed lobstah (dubbed Glenda), a blow-up beach ball, and buying fried dough (which was better than it would seem, what with the original name). We passed though, on the fried Oreos, (one person can only handle so much fried food in one day).
Day 10, Sunday, July 6, Salem, Mass. This is where we were headed way back on that day when I wrote Have Wheels, Have Traveled, Part I, only then I had no idea that I'd keep using the same name, so it was without the Part I. We took our time time getting up and headed out for the about half hour trip to Salem. Once there, we headed over to The Salem Witch Museum, and went in for a sort of diorama/panorama/multi-media presentation type thing, where you stood in the middle of a dark room and listened to the story behind the infamous witch trials. It was interesting to learn the things but they did it by showing lights on statues and playing sound clips. They had the devil in one scene so there was demon with bright eyes and it was one of the first things you saw so it was kind of getting you ready for some creepy things. Then when, it was mostly interesting until they got to the scene with the trial, because the girls were supposed to freak out when the woman was proved not guilty, so they played some sound clips of crazy girls screaming, and not like crazy like crazy fangirls, but like crazy, like hysterical and it was...awkward almost, odd, definitely. After that we moved on into a smaller room to learn about witches and what's based in fact and what's based in fiction. This time there was no dark room and no crazy screaming, but there were statues that "spoke" (really, the guide pressed a button and the statue got a light on it and a voice came on from some speakers in the back). Then we learned about Wicca (which was interesting, because I don't think any of us knew much about them) and we learned that there are about 1,000 people in Salem, who practice Wicca. Then we moved on to the gift shop, which was my second favorite thing in the museum (behind the diorama/panorama/multi-media thing, and ahead of the witch bit). Suprisingly, no Harry Potter references, you would think that there would be something about it, maybe in Witches in Fiction, but no, the closest Harry Potter thing there, was a plastic wizard doll with HP-esque robes and big round glasses. After lunch we stopped in the Peabody Essex Museum for their special on "Wedded Bliss, the Marriage of Art and Ceremony." Which was pretty and interesting as they had information on weddings around the world and throughout history and well and dresses and videos and paintings and everything you could want to know about weddings.
Day 11, Monday July 7, Yet another travel day. We had to drop off the rental car and from Mass/NH to Cooperstown New York took about 5 hours. We arrived at our campsite and the homemade looking mini-golf area looked cute, the red barn looked quaint, and the police car that pulled up behind us looked....wait a minute, police car? That was a little unnerving....however we stuck with it, set up camp and, breathed in the smell of horse, and looked around, right around just in time to see...the elk. Well
