We arrived at the Petrified Forest National Park around 1:30 in the afternoon, close to the hottest part of the day, and spent much of the day trying to avoid the heat (funny, considering it might have been hotter in our car than outside of it). After entering the National Park and paying the $10 entrance fee, we arrived to the sight of this…:
So, last week was my Flashback Friday post about moving to the Grand Canyon. This week’s Flashback Friday is about moving to Acadia. Coincidence? I think not. We always moved to our summer jobs practically the same time each year. And around this time my friends, we also packed up our crap and made our way up north to Maine!
Unlike our move to the Grand Canyon, there was no cross country trip needed (no ghost towns on the “scenic” route), no one-billion stops for gas or the bathroom, and certainly no hotels were needed. Roughly 10 hours of driving and we were there.
For some reason I don’t remember much of this trip. It could be because of my habit to sleep during long car rides, but who is to say? We left Pencil-vain-eye-aye (as Adam’s mother LOVES to pronounce it) in shorts and tank tops, sweating profusely, dying from the sun blinding us and ended up in Acadia freezing, humid, and gloomy. What did we get ourselves into?!
The first 24 hours we were there we did quite a bit of hiking. We started off with the 5 mile Jordan Pond Trail. This was practically in the backyard of our dorm: