|Me at Tallulah Gorge, Georgia|
That sure is one big crack.
We made it! We got home safe and sound yesterday afternoon. What a wonderful trip!
Thursday night we stayed at a Hampton Inn in South Hill, Virginia. This was without a doubt the dirtiest Hampton Inn I've ever stayed at in my travels. From the time I walked into the lobby and saw the dirty rug and encrusted dirt around the baseboard, I knew this wasn't going to be your typical, clean Hampton Inn. It wasn't. However, we were too tired to travel further so I decided to stay anyway.
When I got to my room my worst fears were confirmed. The bathroom had a low counter (for midgets or short women?) and the rug was filthy. I didn't expect much more from the TV and again, I wasn't disappointed. It took three tries to even get the TV to stay on and once it did forget any HD TV. This was the old fashion blurry TV images. Oh well.
One of the reasons I wanted to stop at this Hampton Inn was because I was a Cracker Barrel nearby and I wanted to eat there. No more taking chances with the local cuisine.
One good thing about this Hampton Inn, the breakfast was actually very good. However, they were undergoing a renovation/upgrading so maybe that explains the shoddy, sticky decor when I checked in.
After breakfast we got out of there, headed towards Norfolk, Virginia. Norfolk would be the last difficult leg of our journey.
When we finally got over the bridge, we inched our way up US-58 to the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel, not one of my favorite places. After seeing Robin Williams character turned into road kill in a Holland Tunnel crash (from the move "What Dreams May Come"), I am as leary of tunnels under bodies of water as Janet Leigh was leary of taking a shower after performing in Alfred Hitchcock's "Psycho". When taking the Bay Bridge tunnel not only to you go under the bay once, but you go under TWICE! Mother of God. But we made it. I took a video with my iPhone but I was so shook up I took the video upside down so I had to delete. Someone else will have to post their video of going under the Chesapeake Bay.
Once we to the other side of the Chesapeake Bay our trip was easy sailing. We go up Rt. 113 then cut over to Rt. 13 until we get to Millsboro then we go through Millsboro (after a pit stop at BJ's to stock up) and turn onto Rt. 30 and we were on our way home! I no longer had to give Bill directions from the shotgun seat.
Along the way up Rt. 113 in Virginia I spotted a few cemeteries along side the road so Bill stopped and let me do my thing. I'll have to do another whole blog posting about those cemeteries. Some of those graves had collapsed and I was afraid I would fall in. Wouldn't that be something? One grave I could actually walk in like steps going into the ground. I took pictures. Those pictures look like they could be on the cover of the old comic book "The Crypt Keeper." Thank goodness yesterday was sunny, no vampires out and about to sink their fangs into my scrawny neck. But I digress.
We're home and we're safe! This was a hairy trip. Bill isn't as confident driving and I never have been confident driving in unfamiliar territory and heavy traffic. Neither one of us likes to drive on the Interstate highways with all those tractor trailer trucks boxing you in. Dangerous stuff man. Not fun.
I'm not a religious person but I do thank God (or whoever) that got us home safe and sound. Maybe that Person was my guardian angle, Wesley (yes, that's His name). Thank you Wesley.
Bill is out mowing the grass now on this beautiful, sunny, 72 degree low humidity Saturday. I'm going to have a Ron prepared lunch, my favorite. Restaurants are nice and all that but I much prefer what I make for myself. That is until Panera finally opens its doors down here in Rehoboth Beach Land.
We accomplished a lot on this trip and we both have many new memories but this is probably the last trip we will make like this again. I would like to go again and look for those cemeteries up in those Smoky Mountains that I missed. I haven't ruled out another trip but for now we just want to relax and get back into the old routine. Both of us are so tired. We need to de stress.