Just the thought of spending any time over Memorial Day weekend in the tourist town of Bar Harbor and Acadia National Park on Mt. Desert Island was enough to inject fear into Alan’s heart and mine. Those of us who are “socially selective” tend to favor opportunities for solitude in our National Parks over holiday bedlam. That was reason enough to leap out of bed at o’dark-thirty on the Friday of Memorial Day weekend. Okay, let’s face it, we no longer “leap” anywhere. But we were up and out early on our way to Café This Way. Which way? This way . . .
