Popovers
The year that I meet Tom, we travelled to Bar Harbor, Maine for the first time to meet his extended family. The WHOLE family, as in there were over twenty people plus expected, we had a agenda of activities sent to us before the trip.
Sadly the occasion was not a joyous one. See, a week after I meet Tom, his father past away. It was not a surprise passing, his father had been sick for a while and it was his time to go, everyone had made peace and they were simply getting together to celebrate his life and to scater his ashes on top of Cadillac Mountain in Acadia National Park as per his request. I wrote about this trip here and here.
The trip for me was a chance to travel within the US. I have to come clean, having lived in the US for more than twenty years and I’m clueless about the country in general. I’m a snob traveler and most of my trips involved the use of a passport, so I don’t know my adopted country that well - there I said it *hung head low*