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Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Thursday night – Sep 18 – near Boston




W: After driving all day Tuesday and much of yesterday, we decided to not drive so far. We were able to visit a local Auto Club to get some maps and advice on how to get from here to Washington, DC without driving through NY, Philadelphia, and Baltimore. They were very helpful and understanding, plus they pointed out that several possibilities were off-limits to RV’s due to the no-propane rule (in tunnels). So we will end up back on some of the roads we came up on, but there aren’t that many options.

After visiting the Auto Club offices, we headed down to a Wal-Mart to pick up a prescription refill for me. On the way we checked out a potential restaurant for tonight. We’re meeting our friends, Jane and Tom. They lived on Amelia Island for several years. I met Tom while we were both singing in the Amelia Island Singers. Margaret met Jane through her work with the Amelia Island Chamber Music Festival.

There were reports of frost tonight, but I just checked the local forecast and they’re saying 42 degrees. Not too bad; warmer than last week in Vermont.

Not sure where we’ll stay tomorrow night. I can’t find a campground along our chosen route – at least not north of New York environs. And I refuse to tackle the New York thruway northbound on Friday night in an RV! So we may end up in a Wal-Mart parking lot. Stay tuned.

I don’t know if I mentioned it, but Margaret and I took over 177 photos yesterday during our visit to Cape Anne and Goucester. So we have several to use when there are days we don’t photograph.

All three shots were taken in Gloucester. The old house with vines on the entry gate was pretty. One of the church spires (one of many) was fun. And the entry door for the Live Lobsters to enter tickled our funny bones. Of course only lobsters name Capt Vince could enter.

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