We spent a day in Saratoga Springs, getting our fill of real horse racing. The pavilion was built more than 120 years ago, and not much has changed since. Only a fraction of the race goers actually watch the race live; most are on the race ground, watching them on large monitors while enjoying the shade, and the myriad picnic tables, all within a short walk of the betting windows. We tried the Saratoga Spring water, which was bubbling from the same fountain it's been flowing out of for the past 120 years, and as you can see by the look on Zach's face, it was not Perrier. It was a combination of iron, salt, sulphur, and natural carbonation. Yucky! 
If we thought that Pennsylvania was scenic, it only got better as we headed north toward Vermont, Delaware, and finally Maine. Every town was eye candy: beautiful, old Victorian and Second Empire-style homes nestled up and down the hills leading to little towns that are brimming with specialty shops. Last summer, all we passed were hundreds of miles of corn fields and near abandoned towns. I don't know what's worse. Passing nothing, or passing everything and not being able to stop!!! I can't imagine how much money I have saved because Dad pressed on.
Which brings me to WHY we have not been able to stop: we have had a heckuva time getting to Maine. First, an RV tire blow out lost us a half a day trying to get the tires replaced, then our navigation system sent us down a freakin' logging road! So here we are, bumpity bump in the middle of no where--a Suburban towing a 25-foot trailer and a 38-foot RV full of kids. We passed very few vehicles on our decent into hell, but Cheryl read the lips of one woman who said, "Oh my Gawd!" when she saw us. It was only seven miles, but it took us forever to come out the other side, not far from where we entered. Read and heed: Forget "Lola, the GPS navigator" and get a good map.While in Vermont, we did enjoy a great pizza place called "Pie in the Sky," plus a tour and free cheese at the Cabot Cheese Factory.
After a restful night in the Burlington Coat Factory parking lot, it was on to Bar Harbor, Maine!
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Hey Jennifer! I was on your Facebook page trying to figure out where you were (Danielle Raneri was looking for you) and saw you were on your annual pilgrimmage. Awesome! I am jealous once again. Looks like fun - mostly. I did the tubing down the Shenandoah river without kids - much more fun, I think you got that one right. I'll be checking in from time to time to read all about your family's antics. Be safe and have fun!
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