The time had come to make the drive back home. Though eager to get there as soon as possible, I knew I didn’t want to head back up the I-95 route the whole way. I knew that I wanted to take back roads and, perhaps, see some different places.
I thought I would make the drive out to Myrtle Beach, then follow the “beach route” North until it made sense to veer off somewhere in Virginia so that I could visit the childhood home/neighborhood of my mom’s.
But after that, I had no clue how to continue the drive.
One of E’s friends suggested taking the Chesapeake Bay Bridge at Virginia Beach, then, if I had the time and was interested, I could visit the sweet seaport village of St. Michaels MD.
All of that appealed to me very much, so that’s just what I did.
Then, back on the road. Enjoy these random pics in Maryland.
Now, after crossing from Delaware to New Jersey, and making a wrong turn in New York during rush hour, I think in hindsight that I should’ve stopped there for the night. All I can say is that I was so eager to get home, and I powered through. That is NOT the best way to do it. I did stop frequently, taking the Merritt Parkway in Connecticut. I truly enjoyed the last leg of the trip, that last 1.5 hours from Hartford to my driveway. Safe and sound.
Header image: St. Michaels Marina at the St. Michaels Harbor
Mary Ann Stewart 