From Nashville it was a non-stop drive to New Orleans, passing through Alabama and Mississippi. It wasn’t long after crossing the Louisiana state line that we knew we were in the deep south, in the north road-kill consists of deer and raccoons, in the south it’s alligators. A mix up with our hotel room provided us with a couple of drinks at the bar, it seemed like the best way to start off our evening before setting out for the French Quarter.Read More
The morning started out a little something like this:
M: Well, the car is nearly packed, what are you going to do with yourself for the rest of the week?
Me: Look for a job I suppose.
M: Want to come to Phoenix?
Me: Sure, why not… I’ll bring my laptop.
M: Really…? Pack a bag while I shower.
And that’s how I ended up spending another five days in a car to Arizona, not before a quick oil change.Read More
Friday - Day Six
For our sixth and final day on the road, for this leg at least, we headed back home to DC, we jumped on I91 south out of Vermont through Massachusetts on into Connecticut. Before hitting the misery of I95 we stopped at The Thimble Islands, an archipelago (ARK-ih-PEL-ə-goh) just east of New Haven. As we didn’t get a chance to stop in Maine this was the next best thing to Cabot Cove, a cute harbor town that caters mostly to tourists and fishing boats. No Jessica Fletcher though. Tourists we were, so a boat tour we did. There are a few dozen of the islands, all of them uniquely beautiful, and all of them privately owned, with most home to mansions that would make anyone green with envy. Very Connecticut, even by Connecticut standards.Read More
We hadn’t really explored much of Grafton so on our last full day we walked to the village and took a hike through the woods, with the local cheese-monger as our destination. The weather was crisp if not a little warm but we made it at least five miles, high five! I have a love hate relationship with nature, I enjoy it until I see it. Always worried about snakes and other critters, thankfully all we saw along our hike was an eastern newt the size of an AirPod and a tribe of goats. Sadly the cheese-monger was closed, Grafton was celebrating its Memorial Day a few days late with a parade through the town. Resident attendance mandatory, apparently.Read More