And suddenly, it was time to head home. After a wonderful, perfect week and more in Maine, we had to pack up and return to Helena. We spent the morning gathering our belongings and the few souvenirs we picked up this week, tidied our rental house, and then drove back to Portland to catch our flight home. With a smooth, trouble-free journey to Maine, I was concerned that our usual bad travel luck would finally catch up to us on the return trip. But I needn't have worried. The two hour drive to Portland went quickly, and both of our flights home, along with the short layover in Detroit went without a hitch. We even landed in Birmingham ahead of schedule. Back to the real world. It was just a terrific, perfect vacation in every way. I wish they all could be like this one and the twelve awesome days we spent in midcoast Maine!
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| One last Reuben before the flight home. |
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| At the Sea Dog pub in Portland: preflight meal |
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