Where do I begin to tell the story.....Part I

10/2 –We (Jay, Miguel, and myself) took off Monday morning, Sept 27th, about 5:00 a.m. Headed to Bangor to meet up with Judy. We arrived at Judy’s late afternoon. Enjoyed a delicious dinner of Katahdin Potato Soup and salad. Next morning we headed out again about 5:00 a.m.. Headed to Bethlehem, N.H. to pick up the van. The guys at the farm assured me that they had all the pigs moved out of the van and that it was ‘sort of’ cleaned up. We arrived in time to use their picnic table for lunch. The van started up the first time after sitting for about 3 weeks. The mess I had left looked like the pigs could have made. It was good to see the guys at the farm again but it was also good to put that chapter behind me. Then off to Millinocket, ME. Judy and I were in the van and Jay and Miguel in Jay’s car. The men were hoping to get to Baxter State Park in time to camp there for the night. They made it with 10 minutes to spare. Judy and I planned on whimping out at a motel. We felt that was the better choice. So the 10/2 = 10 states in 2 days. But then wait; let’s add on the 4 states that I did with Karen 2 days before this journey began. What a whirlwind.
ER – the new season. So Tuesday night Judy and I are in a motel in Millinocket. We were probably the only two people there. Somehow the driving on I-95 in the dark with on other traffic and checking into this deserted motel we felt like we had entered the twilight zone. Oh, well. It was fairly clean. We had a light supper at the Chinese restaurant connected to the motel. Again we were the only ones there. Judy and I hit the sack early. We were planning on meeting up with Jerry the next day. Around 1:00 a.m. I woke up, my tongue was swollen and I felt like I was having trouble swallowing. This had happened a few days earlier also so I kind of ruled out the Chinese food. I decided to sit up for a while. About 2:00 Judy woke up and I asked her to go to the emergency room with me. The swelling was getting worst and I was worried that if I waited it might affect our plans to meet up with Jerry later that day or that my airway might close up. So with the help of our GPS we found the hospital (in a roundabout way). The nurse and PA were wonderful. They agreed that I was probably having an allergic reaction of some kind. I came away with a prescription and a sore hip. By 3:30 we were back in bed.
Stay tune for part II