Picking up where I last left off, Sunday was our last day in Boston. The morning started out a little rough. While we had been hoping Chip would start feeling better with some new cold medicine, he woke up on Sunday feeling worse. After some quick Google searching, I found a 24-hour minor ER that was about a mile away from our hotel and decided it was time for Chip to see a doctor so he could get better faster. I gave them a quick call and was told we could be there around 8:30 to see the doctor. We were ready to go a little before 8:00 and since we had read this was a 24-hour place, we took a cab there a little early. Turns out that the doctor told us 8:30 for a reason. No one was there to let us in. We called the doctor back and he said he was on his way, that the 24-hour service was only in the pharmacy next door, so we had to wait about 10 minutes outside before someone else let us in the building, and then an additional 20 minutes outside the doctor’s office. He eventually got there and saw us right away, which was appreciated. We quickly got a couple of prescriptions from him and went back to the hotel so Chip could get started on the different antibiotics.
We had planned to go on the Freedom Trail Sunday morning, so after making sure Chip was feeling alright in the hotel and had taken all of the necessary medicine, I joined my parents for this tour. It was a lot of fun, due mainly to our very animated tour guide. Pretty sure no one loves Boston history more than this guy. He also has a wicked legit Boston accent. Check it out for yourselves here:
The tour lasted a couple of hours and our tour guide’s energy kept it interesting the entire time.
After the tour, we went back to the hotel to finish packing up and check out of the hotel before grabbing lunch in the North End in the rental car my dad had picked up in the morning. We decided to go to L’Osteria since they didn’t have a wait; we had tried Neptune Oyster after reading their reviews on TripAdvisor, but we weren’t willing to wait two hours for it. In the end, we had a great meal at L’Osteria to end our time in Boston together. I’m particularly glad they had such good minestrone soup since it meant Chip got to have a great meal for his sore throat. I had their lobster ravioli and ate way too much, but hey, it’s vacation.
After lunch, we drove down to the bay to get one last look of the city before having to take Alex to the airport. I’m still bummed he had to fly back on Sunday, but that’s the life in the real world and the little cub had to be back at work on Monday. With Alex at the airport, the four of us set out for part two of the trip: a couple of days in Maine. My dad has been working with a supplier out in Maine for a few years now, so since we were in the area he decided to go pay this company a visit. Chip and I agreed to tag along since we had a few extra vacation days and realized the likelihood of us ever getting to Maine another time was pretty slim.
The drive to Portland, Maine was an easy one and about two hours long. What I really liked about the drive up there was that it was Chip’s first dose of a Lopez family road trip, which means it went something like this:
Me: Mom, can you find a better radio station?
Dad: What did we just drive by? Was that a historical building?
Mom: I can’t get my map app to work….
Me: Mom, this song is pretty awful, too… next!
Mom: Wait, how do I change the station…
Dad: Did you guys see the sign for that river? What’s the name of it?
Me: Ughhh why are all of these xm stations so laaaaame….
This is where you should probably thank your lucky stars that you don’t have to road trip with the Lopez family. I love it, but it’s definitely not for everyone. For the record, my mom was never able to figure out her map so I got to provide my dad with river and town names. The radio selection was also fairly poor so I took a nap.
We got into Portland and soon found our adorable bed and breakfast for the next two days: The Inn on Carleton. This place was amazing. Everything was set up so cute and I loved the history to the building (so did my dad who was asking questions about whether or not all of the crown molding was part of the original structure or not.. answer: it is).
We got settled in and met the inn owner Buddy and got a few recommendations for where to go to for dinner. We decided to go with Local 188 and walked a few blocks to get there.
One big difference between Boston and Portland is the night life. I realize this is probably a pretty big “duh” statement, but we were really surprised with how empty the restaurant was for a weekend.
After dinner, we decided to walk around to find a place for dessert. After some time on TripAdvisor on our phones, we decided to check out Gorgeous Gelato. It was about another mile away, but after how much we had just eaten for dinner, we really needed that walk! The gelato was really good, although I have to say it was no Nantucket Juice Bar.
We walked back to the inn after dessert and called it a day! Stay tuned for our last post on this trip…