Ride Home From New Jersey

We were invited for a lunch date in Cape May, New Jersey on Monday. It took us over four hours to get there from Northern Virginia going through the scenic Delaware route. So we decided we would take the freeway route back - hopefully it would be shorter and quicker, and the preferred way for an evening drive.  Even though catching I95 takes you north up towards Wilmington Delaware first, eventually you get to Baltimore and a more familiar neighborhood. There are only so many ways to navigate around the Delaware and Chesapeake Bays. I’ve decided I don’t particularly like very long, old bridges anymore. And taking a ferry isn’t our cup of tea since we went to Michigan from Milwaukee on Lake Michigan when it was cold, rainy, and turbulent. What we never realized were all the farm and cowboy sites in New Jersey. We just never associated New Jersey with cows and agriculture. There were as many barns and farms as is on our way home from Lynchburg Virginia. We actually made good time and arrived back in a little over three hours. We like taking day trips. It’s been a while since we have done much of anything since moving to Northern Virginia from Capitol Hill in April. Hopefully now we can begin doing more of these kinds of things - while we can. That Safari in Virginia still looks interesting. 

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.