The Real Road Trip Begins

Today we head south. We will not see anyone we know for the rest of the trip. Unless, of course, we randomly run into someone. Highly unlikely, but not totally out of the question as stranger things have happened. I remember one trip we went on years ago where we were on a long hiking trail far from home, going to look at some ancient rock paintings. We rounded a corner and I heard one of the kids exclaim, oh hi, Jack and Gloria. Wouldn’t you know it. Our very next door neighbours on Kokomo road were on the path in front of us.

Today we travel through the states of New York, Pennsylvania, and make it to La Vale, Maryland. The scenery is fantastic and the ancient brick and stone houses amazing. Everything is old. The houses along the small winding roads are mostly small and many of them rundown. In the bigger towns there are signs of prosperity. The trees are turning colour and the hills are beautiful. We pass through ski resort towns and other small villages and bigger towns.

We stop for the night around supper time and go to the grocery store for bread and cheese and wine for supper and groceries for lunch on the road tomorrow. I try to catch up on the days and days of blogs I have not yet posted and Rudy works on resizing photos to post along with the writing. Hopefully we will get into a rhythm now that it is just the two of us. It feels like we are on stage two of our travels.