26 July 2010

Heading home; it's not over but the pressure's off. We both have things we need to get home for; in my case, they can be moved if necessary, and Boyd's is still a ways in the future.

We headed back the way we'd come up, even though one gps still wanted to route us through Canada (although on the other side, since we're heading for New Hampshire). I wonder where it was made?

The weather forecast had disavowed any knowledge of rain, the actual weather hadn't seen that, so wet us down a couple of times just to prove it could. But the south-er we got, the more broken the clouds got, to the point where finally the ride was as pleasant as any so far this trip.

And the countryside is gorgeous, especially as we got into the White Mountain National Forest (no stamp, though). Nice curvy roads, with semi-reasonable speed limits, not a lot of traffic, and only occasional road construction.

We'd set a chain-sounding motel near the interstate in Littleton as the day's destination, but I'm always flexible, so I was watching for options as we rolled through town. Didn't see the motel I'd set as we rolled past where it was supposed to be, but up on the hill was a huge Hampton Inn. They're sure to have a room, so after we parked I sent the "We're done for the day..." message from the SPOT. Unfortunately, the clerk informed us that they were full up (on an early Monday?), and so were all the other motels in the area, except the (dismissively) Littleton Motel (which I'd seen as we rolled through town). "Would you call and check?" She did, and they still had some rooms, so we zipped back through town and got a pretty nice one, with two tables (two computers, you know), a  refrigerator and a microwave, and lots of room, for (speculating) half of what we would have paid at the Hampton.



And there's a nice deli just up the street, where we found undoubtedly the best sandwiches we've had this trip.

States: Maine, New Hampshire

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