As a kid, I spent just about every summer vacation at the beach on the southern coast of Maine. My family rented a house in the tiny hamlet of Pine Point and every August, we’d indulge in as much sand, sun, lobster, and relaxation as we could possibly take in.
As years passed, the summer trips grew less frequent, but my love of the aptly nicknamed Vacationland kept growing. I’ve gone back to visit every time I had the chance, which hasn’t been nearly often enough. When I yearn to “get away,” it’s Maine I want.
Here’s part of the reason why: