Sunday, January 22, 2012

The Drive Home

Carrie and I left Charleston a little after 8:00 on Saturday morning and made our eventual visit to Waffle House.  But not the first one we stopped at.  Nope.  Too much cigarette smoke.  We tried a second one, and I enjoyed our breakfast, but the chef might want to work on scrambling eggs in the future.

And so the ride went from there. We made it to South of the Border, where we saw the Bootmobile, and into North Carolina, where we experienced the culinary delight that Golden Corral is.

We popped into JR, the cigar/apparel/stuff store whose billboards just called for us to visit. I bought batteries that didn't work! We plotted our stay over, deciding that Norfolk was the best place, as we had thought all along. But mostly, the ride was about the road - road signs, road culture, and enjoying each other's company.

And indeed, with a visit to Priceline, we had a room at the Marriott Waterfront in Norfolk where we watched the wild Saints/49ers game before crashing. We began Sunday by grabbing a quick Wawa breakfast and crossing the wonderful Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel and making our way up the Delmarva peninsula.

We went to Stuckey's and got Virginia peanuts and t-shirts.

We went to Fratelli's in Salisbury, MD for lunch (incredible crab cakes).

We hit the outlets in Delaware.

We made the ferry from Lewes to Cape May, NJ.

We listened to the Giants beat the Packers on the radio and made it home to get a good night's sleep. Our road trip, sadly, was done.

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