So here’s what happened. We’re all loaded up, sitting in my driveway, about to back out. The car is running. Kids are strapped into car seats. Grandma is squished in between. We’d mapped our route through Baltimore and Pennsylvania to get to upstate New York.
And it’s at this moment the friends we planned to stay with in Baltimore say, “well here’s our old address in Baltimore, but you’re coming to visit us in North Carolina, right? ….where we live now…?” Epic miscommunication.
Three and a half hours in the opposite direction was not in the cards for my little people, so with much head-smacking we begged forgiveness and proceeded to Annapolis.
On the way, we paid the $13(!!!) toll to cross the Chesapeake, then stopped at Chatham Vineyards and Winery on Virginia’s Eastern Shore for a lunchtime wine tasting. Later we stopped to get Eloise some greasy chicken.
In honor of Chris on Father’s Day, we walked around the Naval Academy and harbor area. Adorable, just as everyone says! Happy Father’s Day, Chris! And happy Father’s Day, Dad! I’m so lucky to spend Mother’s and Father’s Day with my folks this year!
Long live the road trip!