The Most Maine Thing

Carter came to Maine today for the week. She came the easiest way possible by flying on Cape Air from Boston to the Knox County Airport. This tiny airport is two minutes from our little house. Russ loves to track the planes that fly in and out of it.

This morning she was on the first flight of the day, arriving at 9:45 AM. Being a holiday weekend the flight did not leave Boston on time and a 12 seater plane does not have the power to make up the difference in the air. Russ, who was tracking the flight from take off said it was going to land at 10:06.

So as soon as the plane flew over our house we go out to the car to go pick up Carter. The plane had already landed when we pull up, but Carter had to wait for the one bag guy to get the luggage out of the wings.

Russ and I are parked at the front door of the airport. There is a truck parked in front of us waiting on a passenger from the flight and an old Lexus pulls up behind us. The woman in the Lexus gets out of her car and opens the back door and leaves both doors open and the car running and goes into the airport.

Russ is walking Shay and I am standing outside our car. The Lexus is the twin to our old Land Cruiser and Russ gives it the once over as he and Shay walk by. When he gets back to me I say, “She just left the car running.” Russ responds, “We could use her seats and hood as they are in better shape than ours.” I am just laughing that she left the doors open.

Carter comes out of the airport to report on what is taking so long with the luggage. Then says two people on her flight, who were not together, both independently called the one taxi and asked to be picked up to be taken to the ferry that leaves at 10:30. The taxi refuses to come for them. So the lady asks all the assembled passengers, all six of them, if anyone is going by the ferry. One man says he is and he will be happy to drop them.

Carter goes back in the building to see if the luggage guy has gotten the wings open and the Lexus Woman comes out and sees how she has left her car running with the doors open. I say, “I made sure no one stole your car.” Not telling her it might have been my husband. She laughed and said she just realized how she left it.

She got in and then a flurry of activity happened, as it was her husband who had volunteered to get these people to the ferry. They all jumped in the Lexus and he drove like a bat out of hell out of the airport. Good thing the car was already running. They had ten minutes to make the ferry. I hope they did.