The day started out well! We woke up early to get a head start on the traffic. No problem getting up, we were ready to go home! We didn't eat breakfast at the hotel because it was too early, but the lady had the coffee ready so I fixed us a cup of coffee while Paul loaded up the van. We were "off and running"! Home! We enjoy traveling, but we also enjoy getting back home, too. Especially when the traffic and road construction is as bad as it has been on this trip!
We get down the road about ten miles and Paul asks for money to pay the toll. I reached for my purse. NO PURSE! "Honey, what did you do with my purse?!" "I didn't have it!" was Paul's reply. Then he asked, "Did you lay it down at the hotel?" In an instant I saw exactly where my purse was! I NEVER leave my purse! But I did this day! I had put it in a chair beside the coffee pots to make our coffee.
He quickly got off the interstate at the next exit and headed back to the hotel. We pulled off on a side road to get the number to the hotel from his notebook so I could call them. By the time he opened the door we looked at each other and knew! My cell phone was in my purse! So we drove back as quickly as traffic would allow us with me praying all the way! "Lord, please let a nice person pick it up and turn it in to the front desk. Lord, You are Lord over all, even over my purse. Please protect it until we can get back." I walked in the front door of the hotel, and I saw one of the ladies grinning at me. Then I looked at the guy at the front desk and he was smiling at me. He was on the phone calling MY home number. He was actually leaving me a message about finding my purse. The coffee lady had found my purse and gave it to him. Everything was intact! "Thank You, Lord! You are so good to me."
The drive the rest of the way home was somewhat like the day before. Lots of traffic and road construction. I finished crocheting all my yarn up that I had with me. I needed something else to do to keep my eyes and attention off all the traffic, so I pulled out my laptop and worked on documents for school. Gotta love that Dramamine!
When I took a picture of the Virginia state sign I thought, "WooHoo! Almost home!"
When that North Carolina state sign came up, I was nearly jumping out of my seat! All the states we visited were beautiful, some more than others. But our own state is absolutely the best! As the song goes, "I Like Calling North Carolina Home."
When the Martin County sign came up, I was almost unbuckling my seat belt! (Well, not really, but I wanted to.)
When we rounded the corner on the Harry Ayers road, there she was, in all her splendor and glory! Our home! I love it!!
Thank You, Lord, for a wonderful trip together and for helping us return safely.
Until next time...
Love Y'all
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
New England Vacation--Day Twelve--August 1,2010
It has been a LONG day! A 6 hour trip turned into a 12 hour trip due to the heavy and slow traffic mostly on Interstate 95.
We began our long day in Massachusetts, then drove through Rhode Island to Connecticut.
We stopped at Willimantic to visit Miss Emma, Craig's maternal grandmother. This is a picture of her and her house.
Then we drove around the outskirts of New York City on into New Jersey, Delaware, and Maryland.
I didn't get Maryland's sign very well, the traffic was too bad. The picture below is just one sample of how bad the traffic was ALL DAY!
We got off 95 briefly when we got to Port Deposit where we used to live when Paul was in radiomen school in Bainbridge. The house we lived in is in the picture below (we stayed in the 3rd floor apt.) and the sign that was in front of his Navy base. Unfortunately, this sign is all that's left of the base.
Even though it was a very long day due to the traffic, I appreciate God's beauty wherever I find it.
Tomorrow, we'll be HOME! Bear Grass is such a beautiful place! I can hardly wait!
We began our long day in Massachusetts, then drove through Rhode Island to Connecticut.
We stopped at Willimantic to visit Miss Emma, Craig's maternal grandmother. This is a picture of her and her house.
Then we drove around the outskirts of New York City on into New Jersey, Delaware, and Maryland.
I didn't get Maryland's sign very well, the traffic was too bad. The picture below is just one sample of how bad the traffic was ALL DAY!
We got off 95 briefly when we got to Port Deposit where we used to live when Paul was in radiomen school in Bainbridge. The house we lived in is in the picture below (we stayed in the 3rd floor apt.) and the sign that was in front of his Navy base. Unfortunately, this sign is all that's left of the base.
Even though it was a very long day due to the traffic, I appreciate God's beauty wherever I find it.
Tomorrow, we'll be HOME! Bear Grass is such a beautiful place! I can hardly wait!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
New England Vacation--Days 10 and 11--July 31,2010
Boston! How do I describe Boston? Well, when we first arrived on Friday morning, it was beautiful! Boston is really a very pretty city. But the quiet was short lived, however, because it didn't take long for it to become CROWDED! And that's putting it mildly. The first place we visited in Boston was the shipyard and the USS Constitution. This is a beautiful ship and dates back to the 1700s. It is the oldest floating vessel in the world. It was a war ship for our newly founded nation and was never defeated in any battle. It was amazing to look at how well all the things on the ship were preserved. Paul and I both felt so honored to be aboard such a vessel.
We liked the swan boats, too. How would you like to peddle people around a pound for a summer job? It was a quiet ride and we got to see all sorts of sights along the way, even a wedding couple who'd just gotten married.
We also enjoyed the harbor cruise. I know you guys aren't going to believe this, but this was the fourth cruise (counting the ferry ride) I went on, and I did not get sick! That Dramamine is good stuff!
What did we NOT enjoy? The extremely heavy traffic and so many people! New York has nothing over Boston! Boston may not be as big and New York, but the people and traffic are very similar to New York City! Give me the country life any day!
We spent most of today in Plymouth, MA. This was much different than Boston. It was still a tourist spot and therefore lots of people, but not nearly as many as there were in Boston. The Mayflower II is a beautiful replica of the original Mayflower. It is much bigger than our Elizabeth II moored in Manteo. It looks very similar on the outside, but the interior is better suited for transporting people. When you think of how many people came across the Atlantic in this vessel, it doesn't seem suited for people at all. One hundred and two passengers and about thirty crewmen sailed all the way from England in this small ship. When you see how many actual beds were on the ship, you ask yourself where did they all sleep. The obvious answer: anywhere they could!
I stood on the deck of this humble but impressive little ship and looked out over the harbor. My thoughts turned to those first settlers who had so bravely fought their way across the mighty expanse of the Atlantic Ocean to face the hazards and hardships of this newly found world. What thoughts ran through their minds so many years ago as they stood exactly where I was standing today? If you go back and read the story of the Pilgrims, you'll come to realize that it was only by the grace of God and for the privilege of serving Him that these people made it safely to this new land. And we are reaping the benefits of their courage, determination, and devotion to our mighty God! Thank you, Pilgrims, for our Christian heritage!
Another impressive place was Plymouth Rock. Yes, there actually is a "rock". It isn't as big now as it was when the Pilgrims moored the Mayflower to it. When the Pilgrims first arrived, the Mayflower did not come into port here. It was moored about a mile and a half out in the harbor. All the people and supplies had to be hauled ashore by the smaller boats you see tied to the side of the ship in the picture above. It was later when the actual Mayflower was brought in and actually moored to this rock. All the attempts during the years to preserve the integrity of this rock actually caused it to become smaller and smaller. It is still very impressive, however. To think that we were actually standing and walking in the very spot that the Pilgrims' feet had walked. Our country is truly an amazing place.
We stopped in a gift shop before we went up to Plymouth Plantation, a village much like Jamestown where everything was just as it was back in these early days of settlement. My eye caught something hanging up above my head as we walked in. It was a very beautiful picture of the lighthouses along the coast of New England. I did a double-take, however, because one of them looked just like our Cape Hatteras Lighthouse. Much to my surprise and delight, they were NOT the lighthouses of New England, but our own beloved lighthouses along the coast of our beautiful North Carolina!
Today was our last "touring" day here in New England. Tomorrow we head for Rhode Island, Connecticut, Delaware, and Maryland. We'll visit Charity's grandparents-in-law in Connecticut for an hour or so and then head on toward home. It will be two long driving days, and we'll see many new things along the way as we continue our "adventure" on the road. Hopefully, we'll have "fair winds and seas to follow" as we turn the bow of our "ship" towards home.
We liked the swan boats, too. How would you like to peddle people around a pound for a summer job? It was a quiet ride and we got to see all sorts of sights along the way, even a wedding couple who'd just gotten married.
We also enjoyed the harbor cruise. I know you guys aren't going to believe this, but this was the fourth cruise (counting the ferry ride) I went on, and I did not get sick! That Dramamine is good stuff!
What did we NOT enjoy? The extremely heavy traffic and so many people! New York has nothing over Boston! Boston may not be as big and New York, but the people and traffic are very similar to New York City! Give me the country life any day!
We spent most of today in Plymouth, MA. This was much different than Boston. It was still a tourist spot and therefore lots of people, but not nearly as many as there were in Boston. The Mayflower II is a beautiful replica of the original Mayflower. It is much bigger than our Elizabeth II moored in Manteo. It looks very similar on the outside, but the interior is better suited for transporting people. When you think of how many people came across the Atlantic in this vessel, it doesn't seem suited for people at all. One hundred and two passengers and about thirty crewmen sailed all the way from England in this small ship. When you see how many actual beds were on the ship, you ask yourself where did they all sleep. The obvious answer: anywhere they could!
I stood on the deck of this humble but impressive little ship and looked out over the harbor. My thoughts turned to those first settlers who had so bravely fought their way across the mighty expanse of the Atlantic Ocean to face the hazards and hardships of this newly found world. What thoughts ran through their minds so many years ago as they stood exactly where I was standing today? If you go back and read the story of the Pilgrims, you'll come to realize that it was only by the grace of God and for the privilege of serving Him that these people made it safely to this new land. And we are reaping the benefits of their courage, determination, and devotion to our mighty God! Thank you, Pilgrims, for our Christian heritage!
Another impressive place was Plymouth Rock. Yes, there actually is a "rock". It isn't as big now as it was when the Pilgrims moored the Mayflower to it. When the Pilgrims first arrived, the Mayflower did not come into port here. It was moored about a mile and a half out in the harbor. All the people and supplies had to be hauled ashore by the smaller boats you see tied to the side of the ship in the picture above. It was later when the actual Mayflower was brought in and actually moored to this rock. All the attempts during the years to preserve the integrity of this rock actually caused it to become smaller and smaller. It is still very impressive, however. To think that we were actually standing and walking in the very spot that the Pilgrims' feet had walked. Our country is truly an amazing place.
We stopped in a gift shop before we went up to Plymouth Plantation, a village much like Jamestown where everything was just as it was back in these early days of settlement. My eye caught something hanging up above my head as we walked in. It was a very beautiful picture of the lighthouses along the coast of New England. I did a double-take, however, because one of them looked just like our Cape Hatteras Lighthouse. Much to my surprise and delight, they were NOT the lighthouses of New England, but our own beloved lighthouses along the coast of our beautiful North Carolina!
Today was our last "touring" day here in New England. Tomorrow we head for Rhode Island, Connecticut, Delaware, and Maryland. We'll visit Charity's grandparents-in-law in Connecticut for an hour or so and then head on toward home. It will be two long driving days, and we'll see many new things along the way as we continue our "adventure" on the road. Hopefully, we'll have "fair winds and seas to follow" as we turn the bow of our "ship" towards home.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
New England Vacation--Day Nine--July 29,2010
What a long but fun-filled day! When I think about all we've done today, how many miles we've traveled, how many states we have crossed over....I think my body is ready for bed! If you look at all our pictures on Picassa (just click on the words "Our Pictures" to the left of this blog) you'll see what I mean. Paul only put about half the pictures on Picassa. We took a LOT of pictures, but there were just so many beautiful sights to see!
We left Bangor early this morning and arrived in Portland in time for our Trolley Tour. It was so nice to see all the old houses in Portland and our guide was so knowledgeable about the history of Portland. He also took us up to Portland Head Light, the most photographed lighthouse in the world. Then we went on a 90 minute cruise around the harbor. We saw lots of other lighthouses. A few of the pictures are here, but you'll see a lot more beautiful sights by clicking on Our Pictures.
Portland Head Light
We left Bangor early this morning and arrived in Portland in time for our Trolley Tour. It was so nice to see all the old houses in Portland and our guide was so knowledgeable about the history of Portland. He also took us up to Portland Head Light, the most photographed lighthouse in the world. Then we went on a 90 minute cruise around the harbor. We saw lots of other lighthouses. A few of the pictures are here, but you'll see a lot more beautiful sights by clicking on Our Pictures.
Portland Head Light
An osprey and her babies.
Coastline near Portland Head Light |
Seals sunbathing |
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
New England Vacation--Day Eight--July 28,2010
This morning we drove from Banngor to Bar Harbor, via more road work.
It took us an hour and a half to drive 45 miles, but the views we experienced once we got there was well worth it. Here is one of them.
We parked and rode a trolley around Acadia National Park which includes Cadillac Mountain, the highest mountain in the US on the eastern coast. Here is a view from the top of this mountain.
While we were on the trolley, the driver told us a lot of history about Bar Harbor. It used to be named Eden and only the very wealthy lived in Bar Harbor, mostly in summer homes. He told us a a true story about this house pictured below. It's a tear jerker, so get your tissues.
There was a wealthy widower that lived in Bar Harbor, and he had two children. After his wife died he later went to Europe. While there he fell in love with a young woman and wanted to marry her. She loved him deeply but was afraid to cross the ocean; she was terrified to travel in a ship. He came home without her, but would not give up on his hope of marrying her. He pleaded with her and promised that he would build her the biggest, most luxurious house on the island if she would come. She finally agreed and he began the work on the house above. When it was almost finished she booked her passage on the "unsinkable ship". Yes, that's right. The Titanic! She never reached her beloved nor lived in the beautiful house he had built especially for her. But the sad story doesn't end there. He was so grief stricken that he never moved into the house. Months later when depression was about to overpower him, he was asked to help work on the trails in what is now Acadia National Park. He readily agreed since this was something he enjoyed doing. He thought it would help him overcome his grief. Well, he fell from the mountain while making these rails. His body was found two days later.
How tragic! No one lived in the house for many many years. No one would buy it. Many years later a woman offered to buy it for 25,000 dollars. The family took the offer.
After our tour of the island, we went to the docks and had lunch out on the dock and watched the ships come and go. Here are some pictures of the view from our table.
Not far from where we had lunch there was a small beach. I just had to put my feet in the water to see if it was really as cold as everyone says it is. Yep, it is!
Now it's time to put our feet up and rest and relax for tomorrow's busy day.
Night all!
It took us an hour and a half to drive 45 miles, but the views we experienced once we got there was well worth it. Here is one of them.
We parked and rode a trolley around Acadia National Park which includes Cadillac Mountain, the highest mountain in the US on the eastern coast. Here is a view from the top of this mountain.
While we were on the trolley, the driver told us a lot of history about Bar Harbor. It used to be named Eden and only the very wealthy lived in Bar Harbor, mostly in summer homes. He told us a a true story about this house pictured below. It's a tear jerker, so get your tissues.
There was a wealthy widower that lived in Bar Harbor, and he had two children. After his wife died he later went to Europe. While there he fell in love with a young woman and wanted to marry her. She loved him deeply but was afraid to cross the ocean; she was terrified to travel in a ship. He came home without her, but would not give up on his hope of marrying her. He pleaded with her and promised that he would build her the biggest, most luxurious house on the island if she would come. She finally agreed and he began the work on the house above. When it was almost finished she booked her passage on the "unsinkable ship". Yes, that's right. The Titanic! She never reached her beloved nor lived in the beautiful house he had built especially for her. But the sad story doesn't end there. He was so grief stricken that he never moved into the house. Months later when depression was about to overpower him, he was asked to help work on the trails in what is now Acadia National Park. He readily agreed since this was something he enjoyed doing. He thought it would help him overcome his grief. Well, he fell from the mountain while making these rails. His body was found two days later.
How tragic! No one lived in the house for many many years. No one would buy it. Many years later a woman offered to buy it for 25,000 dollars. The family took the offer.
After our tour of the island, we went to the docks and had lunch out on the dock and watched the ships come and go. Here are some pictures of the view from our table.
Not far from where we had lunch there was a small beach. I just had to put my feet in the water to see if it was really as cold as everyone says it is. Yep, it is!
There were many beautiful scenes everywhere! Here's one of my favorites.
Now it's time to put our feet up and rest and relax for tomorrow's busy day.
Night all!
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