While driving back to Bar Harbor, ME (from Bangor, ME) in the evening, the fog started to roll in. We could barely make out the sign for the place we were staying at.We quickly went inside our cottage and U. made a fire for us.
I took it as a sign of good parenting when Astrid felt the heat of the fire and said, "Oh hot. Careful!"
Another night of sleeping in front of the fire. I will miss that.
It's our last night in Maine. In the morning we're driving back to the airport in Portland, Maine and flying to New York.
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