Salem

I was waiting in one of Boston’s train stations wondering whether I should go to Salem or not. While I didn’t have a place to stay yet, I did really want to see Salem and I didn’t know whether I’d have a chance to or not. While I was waiting I got a call from one of the people I’d emailed on couch surfing, Sam. He said that he already had two people staying with him but that I could join if I didn’t mind squeezing in somewhere. I can sleep anywhere and so was more than happy. Sam said he’d pick me up from the train station upon my arrival and to look out for a ‘blue jeep with something unique about it’. I had no idea what this could possibly be, and actually approached a different blue jeep asking if it was him. What are the chances that two blue jeeps would be coming to the train station around the same time?

Portland, ME

The journey from Boston to Portland was only a couple of hours and after touching down, I made my way over to the place I’d be staying for my first night. I'd met Jacob on Couchsurfing and he'd agreed to put me up for two nights, but after an interesting walk to the city with his roommate Indy (named after the state he was on the run from, nobody knows his real name) I decided I'd be more comfortable elsewhere, away from nameless criminal. I spent the evening looking around town, trying to stay away from shady characters (for a nice town, Portland has a lot of scary people) and stuffing my face with a pizza and then a burger. Don't judge, it was raining so what's a girl to do? I took a walk along the coast line, where a man was shuffling along like a week old zombie. Another one to avoid. What with it being Portland, there were some pretty cool coastal sights, like the bait shack below and a collection of lobster traps seen below that. 

BAIT SHACK btw