In My Mind I'm Going to Maine...

We're in the midst of a tropical depression in Miami today, causing, in the words of a famous British weatherlady's blooper...incest and rain.

It's soaking, and muggy, in the way of our tropics this time of year. Fortunately, Wifey and I are fleeing North on Friday.

We love the autumn, and last year headed to North Carolina with Eric and Dana for a little taste of Fall. We decided to reprise our getaway, but this year are headed to Maine.

I've never been to Maine (but I've been to Oklahoma). 10 years ago, on a Boston trip to watch the Canes play BC, we drove as far north as Ipswich, but didn't make it to the border.

Wifey's been a few times, with her friends. Jody has a house in Camden, and they've had several visits that sounded like a movie from the WE network --trips to outlet malls, drinking coffee on porches, watching movies that I wouldn't watch even upon threat of having my eyes gouged out --a perfect chick trip, in other words.

We're flying to Boston, and then driving to Bar Harbor. We have 2 nights there, and then crawl our way south, to Camden, and then Kennebunkport. We're staying in bed and breakfasts, and I look forward to some cool air and leaf watching (along with football watching --the Canes play Clemson on Saturday).

Eric and Dana are the perfect traveling companions. Eric researches and plans as if he were preparing a complicated cardiac procedure. He's been this way since we were 18. His choices are impeccable.

But, he's not too rigid to take a detour, which we did on several occasions last Fall. He's also a terrific photographer, and posts tons of pics after we return.

Dana and I and Wifey take great sport in making fun of his foibles, and he loves it. I guess when you're valedictorian of your college and med school class AND then top Harvard medical resident, your ego can accept some pokes...

We're going to spend the final 2 nights in Boston, where Eric and Dana lived for 5 years. We plan on eating prodigious amounts of Italian food there. Maybe we'll also head to Cambridge, and Harvard Square.

Years ago Wifey and I visited Harvard Square, and an undergraduate was at a table with a typewriter. As he'd finish each page, he'd remove it, turn it around, and tape it to the table, so his work of genius could be read by the passers by...

My friend Kenny was with us. He looked and remarked "Wow --that may be the most narcissistic way to spend an afternoon I've ever seen!" Maybe the literary genius's son is there now, doing the same trick...

Our return flight is due in Friday night, the day before the Canes play FSU. They just announced that will be a prime time game, so we can rest and recharge before the biggest game of the year.

Ah, Fall...