Here's where we've been the last few days:
Friday - Denver to Baltimore to Portland, Maine. 11pm drive from Portland to Kennebunkport.
Saturday - exploring Kennebunkport and neighboring towns in the AM. Wedding festivities in the PM.
Sunday - a full day in Kennebunkport. 5pm departure: Portland to Chicago to Sacramento, California. In bed around 12am PST (that's 3am Portland, ME!!!).
Monday - attempts to "sleep in" sabotaged by toddler who decided 6am PST was a fine time to wake up and start the day. A full, lazy day in Sacramento.
As you can imagine, our sleep schedules are all scrambled. Little K did pretty good, considering he jumped from Mountain Standard Time (Denver) to Atlantic Standard Time (Kennebunkport) to Pacific Standard Time (Sacramento) all within 72 hours. I tried to do my best to get naps in for both of us every day, but I personally had trouble "sleeping in" on the few days I could (Saturday morning and Monday morning).
Now that I have access to a computer again, I'll be back with more posts soon! We are going to be in California all week, so maybe I'll have some fun photos to share of the Golden State.
What's the most brutal travel you've ever experienced? Do you adjust well when crossing time zones?
|11pm at the Portland, Maine airport. Cranky. Just. Want. To. Sleep.|
|Our lodging for the weekend. One of the many places we ate.|
|Chicago suburbs at night.|