This is the last stop on the New England trolley.
On the way from Kennebunkport to Portsmouth, we stumbled across Ogunquit, Maine (which I keep wanting to call Quippiquisset from Bob’s Burgers). It was the perfect little town in which to spend an afternoon.
My mom and I started out in an antique store—exactly what we wanted from New England—and spent a good amount of time checking out all the other little shops. I don’t think we bought a single thing, but it was nice to be out in the sun and see something new.
Honestly, the highlight of visiting Ogunquit was a leisurely lunch at Cornerstone. My mom and I shared a great pizza and we each had a glass of Prosecco on the patio. I really was feeling like my best self.
Ogunquit was pretty small, though, so we decided to hit the road for New Hampshire after a few hours. And here’s how I know my mom really loves me: On our way to Portsmouth, we saw a sign for a lighthouse. No distance was given, just an arrow.
Well, this ended up being about a 20-mile round trip detour and my mom did it without complaining for a second. But let me tell you, the detour was worth every mile.
We ended up at Nubble Lighthouse in York, Maine, which was gorgeous (clearly).
I was very excited.
And the cherry on top of this whole detour? Well, that’d be the ice cream. We stopped at Dunne’s Ice Cream and I got some chocolate-Oreo concoction. Obscenely rich but exactly what I’d been craving since the night before (when no ice cream places were open in Kennebunkport).
So here’s to you, Maine. I had an amazing time visiting. And here’s to you, Mom, for being a great travel companion, patient detour-taker and amazing mom!
It was the perfect Fall trip.❤️❤️