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And on the third day, River took them to Boothbay.

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First up was our very favorite drive along the shore in East Boothbay.

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Rocky beaches, the Atlantic ocean, stunning waterfront homes …

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And the private stone chapel we’ve always admired was open to visitors.

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We’d never been inside so we had to take a peek.

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Religious places aren’t really my thing, but this one was unique.

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And you can’t beat the view out the front door.

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D.’s husband T. fell in love with Maine right after this family picture was taken.

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I believe his exact words were, “North Carolina can suck it, I’m moving to Maine.”

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It’s not hard to understand the sentiment.

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The Maine coast is pretty damn amazing if I do say so myself.

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We spent the morning leisurely strolling and took lots of photos.

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Then headed for a fabulous seafood lunch down at the harbor.

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A little shopping followed.

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A walk across the footbridge…

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More pictures.

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And I was beginning to wonder if D. would be able to get her husband back on the plane at the end of the week.

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A flight of beer for the adults at a local brewery.

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And a flight of ice cream for the peanut at a local creamery.

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A quick stop at the Revolutionary War Fort Edgecomb…

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Where G. really wanted to go in but couldn’t.

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And then we called it a day.

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