A Lunch Date in Cape May

The houses are about the same age as was our condo on Capitol Hill in DC - all built around the 1890’s. It’s supposed to be the second largest collection of Victorian architecture after San Francisco. It sits on the southern tip of New Jersey by the Atlantic Ocean and the Delaware Bay. You can reach it from our location in Virginia by ferry from Delaware, by the 95 interstate north through Baltimore and south again, or on 301 through Annapolis, Delaware and New Jersey. My sister asked us to join her for lunch in Cape May - a place she has been visiting for over twenty years after Labor day. She is a coastal sort of person. She likes the water and the beach and the vibe. It’s really not my cup of tea, although I don’t mind visiting places like it. After all, it’s somewhat in our blood. My dad was in the Coast Guard for twenty years and loved the sea. We are from the northeast and the Atlantic Ocean, grew up on the gulf coast of Florida, and I lived thirty years along Lake Michigan in the Midwest. Now we live near the Potomac River. So we took a day trip ride to Cape May and stopped at the Inn for lunch. Supposedly Wallace Simpson made a debut in the dining room of old. Afterwards we took a walk through the quaint town, and then a turn along the beach. Afterwards we got a lemonade at the bar. By then it was time to drive back home. We took the fastest route on the interstate and got home around seven pm. It was a lovely day. 

Tunnels, Bridges, and a Lot of Water in Virginia

The real reason we drove to Norfolk Virginia was to surprise our grandson and his mother by showing up to watch his state wrestling tournament. It was also our daughter in law’s birthday so we would have an opportunity to catch up and celebrate. We have never been to this end of Virginia - or Seven Cities - so it was a great way to spend the weekend. We have been to Williamsburg and Yorktown, but we never went all the way to the Atlantic Ocean. Having grown up near and around water all my life - Atlantic Ocean, Gulf of Mexico, Lake Michigan, and the Potomac River - the area seemed familiar. But I didn’t care for all the combination tunnels and bridges along with the obvious military influence. There were shipbuilding facilities, a huge international port with millions of containers, passenger trains, and noisy aircraft flying overhead. But there was just too much water! We rode along the coast and the Atlantic Ocean which seemed really spooky observing it at night from eleven stories above. A statue of Neptune shone in the night sky. I’m sure the place looks different in the summer months. I’m glad we went but have a feeling we won’t be going again - unless there is a really good reason.