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Cruising on Interstate Freeway 95, I arrive at the big city of Bangor in Maine. It was difficult to find a road connecting the freeway to leave the city. Late afternoon, I drive through traffic for some time and finally found State Road 9 that leads to the most eastern part of the US. I jetted out of the city and sped through the long straight road. The forest around me became colorless as I traveled farther from the city. From SR9, the road merges to SR 192 and I arrive at Machias at night.
Following a leisurely meal and feeling fully satiated, I headed to Port Jefferson, a town on northern Long Island, New York. When I arrive at the harbor, a young man wearing an orange shirt with ‘DOCK’ written on the back instructed me to park the car in one of the three lanes. The ferry arrived in 30 minutes and we boarded the ferry with our cars at exactly 3pm. I got out of the car and climbed the stairs to buy tickets inside. Most of the passengers stayed inside the ferry and read their books or used their computers. I had already planned to go out to the deck. This large ferry, even equipped with bar, takes an 18 mile, one hour and fifteen minute ride on the Long Island Sound across to Bridgeport, Connecticut.