Paul William Berg

Wendy and I left after work on Thrsday, May 25th from Seatac airport, driven there by Seajay. After 14 hours of flying and layovers, we finally arrived in Bangor airport, Maine, and rented a Trailblazer for the trip. We were met at the airport by Chris Anderson, a friend of Wendy's and were escorted, after a brief shopping stop at a local grociery, to his grandmother's house where I was introduced to Jackson and Condin, 2 very adorable women with a very adorable property in Elsworth, Maine. We spent some of the afternoon there and finally made our way out to the coast to Corea, a small lobsterman's village where we would spend the weekend.

We stayed in Chris' cabins on the beach and were met by his Girlfriend, Regina, and another couple, Uve and Sandy and their 2 children. We did much playing on the beach, headed out to Schoodic point for a day, ate wonderful lobster and did a mini road tour of the area. I was attacked by starfish and ate many a mussel collected from the beach there.

There was a sand bar connecting Bar Island to the mainland during low tide and we were able to go exploring out there also. It was a wonderful, relaxing start to the vacation.

Monday morning, we set out along the coast, heading Northeast to Passamaquaddy bay, in search of Pete's Dragon, who we did not see. We did however explore Eastport, an old drinking town with a long history of fishing problems, and coincidentally, the easternmost city in the US. That evening, we passed into Canada, and after a not too brief tangle with customs, entered New Brunswick. With the sun staying up until nearly 10 PM, we traversed New Brunswick mostly in the light and crossed over the Confederate Bridge, the longest bridge over ice covered waters in the world, in the dark. My odometer placed the bridge at around 8 miles long, and it was very impressive.

We decided to stop just south of Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island for the night and have a good sleep in a comfortable hotel. Being just prior to the main tourist season, we had no trouble with heavy traffic or hotels the entire trip.

In the morning, we headed north across the island to the northern coast, where we spent a bit walking the red dunes. PEI's soil is a strange, Martian-like red soil which makes things a bit surreal. The island is mostly made up of small farms and is, for the region, uncharictaristically treeless. Heading West, we reached the fabled Green Gables, home of Anne, a fictional childhood icon of Wendy's. The farm is a real farm and the author spent a lot of time there and accurately depicted it in the story. We toured the rooms of the farmhouse, seeing Anne's bedroom and such, and the barn, and then headed out into the haunted forest, where, along the way, Wendy's childhood fantasy of being kissed on Anne's Lover's Lane was realized, although regrettably, not by Gilbert.

Leaving Green Gables, we went into town to the author's Aunt and Uncle's house (Emily of New Moon's house, for the Green Gable's afficianatos) overlooking the "Lake of Shining Waters" and where the author spent some of her time growing up and where many featured peices of furniture in the books exist in real life, such as the Blue Chest (Which the author locked away private possesions not to be opened until some time after her death) and the enchanted bookcase.

Having been girlie-stuffed out completely, and after a rasberry cordial (served non-alcoholic unfortunately, undoubtedly so that children visiting the premesis can partake in a bright red drink) we headed south again, and back to the bridge, in the daylight this time where we could see it in all it's magnificence.

Back across New Brunswick we drove, this time taking a more northerly route towards Fredrickton. Near Fredrickton, we left the freeway in search of food, only to find we had entered an immense bayou, sans the alligators.

... Long time passes with this in the que and unpublished ...

So anyway... So sorry for the delay on this, but I got really distracted by real life. To make a long story short, we got arrested by homeland security, made it back to Bangor, ME to spend a day with Dave, trekked across ME to NH, and south into Boston, Mass. Spent a night in the Charles, met with friends for dinner after touring MIT, out to the cape and P-town, back through RI, and into CT where we spent a day at the Mystic Aquarium flirting heavily with Balugas, and then into NYC, to the Met, and the Gug, time square, some yuppie hip lounge that sucked, in the rain at battery park and ground zero and on a plane home.

I might do a better write up over time and most certainly will have pictures, but right now, this needs to get published.

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