DAY #2 - "Cities are on grids you know!"

Today the first destination was to be Stephen King's house.  One thing we've realized about the US is how absolutely confusing it is that the streets and towns all share the same name or some form of it.  In this instance we spent over an hour going west down Broadway when really we wanted to be on the street called West Broadway!   Lucky for us it was a really pretty drive that led us to this unexpected treasure, a giant baseball hat, it was meant to be!

Since we were at a loss as to where his house could be, Drew convinced me we should stop at Bett's bookstore.  The owner of this place probably knows more about Stephen King than he does.  The place was wall to wall with Stephen King and there was a cute puppy named Sammy.  The man was super friendly and told us nice things like "Steve is renovating the house next door to be his office" and "If the silver Mercedes is home, that means he is too!"  I liked him alot. With his directions we found the house in about 2 minutes.

His house was mostly just a big house except for the bats that were on the gateposts! His mercedes was there too!

Next was the lumberjack king himself Mr. Paul Bunyan.  He's Drew's fashion idol and they were actually dressed the same today!

Skowhegan was next for the Worlds Tallest Indian aka The BFI.  Politically correct they are not here in Maine.   The back roads leading here were stunning, I think Drew was pretty in love with them too.

Augusta held our next treasure.  Back at the Stephen King shop we had bought Pet Semetary as a book on tape and that occupied us pretty good on the ride down.  Rumor had it that the Big Boyz Worker Statue was in a sketchy part of town but it wasn't so bad, maybe a little creepy though.  We found him in an abandoned car yard.  He looked so lonely, I was glad we told him hi.

Freeport was ours next.   We took a drive down to the Desert of Maine and in the main lobby peeked at it through a window.  It looked amazing but the lady at the desk wasn't very friendly and we thought it best that we save ourselves the admission price since it was starting to get late and we still weren't sleeping bag owners.  We are the best at camping!  

On to  the outlets...as soon as we got there we wanted out. After seeing so much beautiful scenery so far this place just seemed toxic and nobody would smile at us.  We stopped at L.L. Bean to check prices (expensive!) and appreciate the big boot.  We knew it was time to hightail it out of there when we saw a beautiful old public library that had been turned into an Abercrombie & Fitch. So sad.

Yarmouth is home to one of the best map stores in the US called Delorme and also "Eartha - The World's Largest Rotating Globe".  She was monstrous !  We couldn't get her full bod in a picture.  

Sleeping bags were finally found and we pulled into Bayley's Campground around 7.  Just as the sun went down.  The campground was so much fun! It was decorated for Halloween all through the woods and there was a fishing derby in the morning.  There were 2 heated pools and jacuzzi's, trolley trains and an arcade.  Drew assured me this wasn't what all campgrounds were like.  We had some pizza and pumpkin beer (so-so, the Propeller pumpkin at home is much tastier) and sat by the fire until we started to fade.