Annapolis, Long Island, and
Gardners
Monday, July 10 - Yorktown, VA to Annapolis, MD
My cousin, Janet has lived in Annapolis for many years - we
visited her in 1992 on a trip to the East Coast with our sons. The drive
from Yorktown to Annapolis wasn't all that long and the traffic wasn't bad - the
Virginia countryside is quite pretty, with tidy farms and green fields.
When Norm, Janet's husband got home from work, we loaded into
their van, dinghy on trailer in tow, and headed for the creek where they moor
their boat, the Wind Song. There was a good, stiff breeze and some fairly
respectable waves, so it was a more rigorous sail than normal - we sailed out
and around a picturesque lighthouse, then back - we didn't get back until it was
dark, so we left the boat without everything stowed properly - Janet said she'd
return the next day to take care of things.
Tuesday, July 11 - Annapolis, MD
Another hot day! Janet took us to the harbor area of
Annapolis. We parked the car and walked around a bit - mostly at the Naval
Academy. Janet also drove around parts of Annapolis - it is a really
pretty setting. However, Tom and I still aren't used to the heat and
humidity of the East Coast - we really felt it. It was hot even to the
natives - Janet closed up the house early in the morning and turned on the air
conditioning.
Cousin Janet and Mel at the Naval Academy
In the afternoon, we went for another sail, this time with
Janet and her son, David. It was a lot tamer than the prior evening - and
much cooler on the water than on land. David, who sails for a living, has
a wealth of experiences and stories about his adventures here, there and
everywhere.
Tom and David Johansen onboard the Wind Song - what a beautiful day for a sail
That evening we went to dinner in Annapolis. In the
summer, the waterfront area is very lively, even quite late in the evening - the
downtown area is not the decayed hulk of so many American cities, which makes it
very pleasant.
Wednesday, July 12 - Annapolis, MD to Plainview, NY
We had decided to stay on Long Island, thinking it might be
easier to get into Manhattan. Two years ago, we had stayed in New
Rochelle, and getting into the city was a long process. What we hadn't
accounted for this time was getting to our hotel - what a drive.
We left Janet's and the early part of the drive was fine.
Then we got to New Jersey. Ohmygosh was it ever terrible, and the closer
we got to NYC, the worse it became. The roads in NJ are terrible - I can't
understand what they do with all their taxes (we talked to a man at the
restaurant where we had lunch - he told us that taxes on a modest home in NJ ran
about $13k a year! Plus income tax and sales tax. Well, we know the
money isn't spent on roads.) I really dislike expressways with 'speed
bumps'.
Then we got to Staten Island, and, although the roads were
better, the traffic was terrible. Crossing onto Long Island, we became
ensnarled in increasingly heavy traffic. I'm not going to complain about
Seattle traffic again!
Our hotel (Residence Inn) was quite nice, and after the
terrible drive, we didn't feel like going out to dinner (and it was raining), so
we ordered in a pizza - it took several attempts, because the person answering
the phone didn't speak English - a great frustration - why in the world the
owner would put someone who doesn't speak English in charge of taking phone
orders is a mystery.
Thursday, July 13 - Plainview, NY to Manhattan, NYC
We took a cab to the train station and went into NYC -
unfortunately, it was a much longer trip that we had expected - even longer than
from New Rochelle. We weren't impressed with the mapping and signage in
the subway - it isn't done nearly as well as the London Underground. The
system is efficient enough, but for a tourist, not very intuitive. We had
a real problem trying to figure out the difference between 'uptown' and
'downtown' - to people living in NY it is probably very obvious, but not to us!
We spent the morning and early afternoon at the Metropolitan
Museum of Art. I love this place. The collection of American artists
is excellent. One of the things that we thought was interesting is next to
some really fine paintings we displayed some truly dreadful ones - many museums
would probably put them in the attic, but at the Met, they are displayed, so you
see the good, the bad and the ugly. They had on Van Gogh which was truly
dreadful - a painting of a baby from his Arles days.
After looking around the Met for a while, we had lunch there, then strolled around Central Park for
a while - it is hard to believe how 'central' this is to the life of Manhattan,
considering that in the 1970s it was a wasteland of garbage and crime. It
is a wonderful place for families, joggers, nannies with their charges.
Our tickets back to Long Island were 'off peak' so we had to
catch a train prior to 4:00 pm so we walked to the subway and took it to Penn Station. Once back on Long
Island, we took a cab back to the hotel - we had an extremely chatty cabbie - he
wanted to make sure that we understood the route out of NYC to get to
Pennsylvania - even though we planned to leave on a Saturday, he warned us that
the traffic would be bad, especially if the Yankees had a day game.
Dinner was home made pasta e fagioli - great standby meal,
especially for a kitchen which was somewhat limited - no oven!.
Friday, July 14 - Long Island, NY
Although we haven't seen but a tiny bit of NY, we couldn't
face another train ride into the city, so we decided to explore the island.
Neither of us had realized how large this island is. We drove eastward,
where the dense population gave way to farm lands, vineyards and wineries.
It was a world apart from the city. We stopped at a winery and sampled
some of their offerings - nice enough, not great - and they are very 'proud' of
their wine - I was surprised at how expensive they were - the least expensive
(and least palatable, to my taste) was $19.99. However, they had a quite
nice chardonnay, so we each bought a glass and ate our lunch on their deck.
Most pleasant.
We drove past more farm lands - there are a lot of farm stands
selling produce here - I bought some raspberries, the first I've seen that were
reasonably priced and fresh. The fruit-vegetable stands are something that
we don't see in our area any more, but they are really common in the East - some
are merely a few shelves with a couple of zucchini and a few cucumbers, others
are elaborate affairs selling the whole gambit of fresh fruit and vegetables,
perhaps even flowers and plants. I wish we had more of these where we
live, because they are colorful, interesting and usually the produce is much
better than in the supermarket.
Flowers at a roadside stand on Long Island
On the way back to the west part of the island, we stopped at
the little village of Port Jefferson - it is very charming - lots of quaint
shops, clean and not as crowded as Plainview.
After we returned to the hotel, we went down to the pool - it
is quite lovely and the water was very refreshing. Then, we cleaned up and
had dinner in the hotel restaurant - it was our 33rd wedding anniversary, so
worth a bit of a splurge!
Saturday, July 15 - Plainview, NY to Gardners, PA
Up, packed and loaded by 9 am, we headed out, fearing that we
would be caught in Yankees traffic. Surprisingly, we only had a small
backup getting onto the George Washington Bridge. Go figure - we'll never
be able to second guess the traffic around here.
The drive across New Jersey was very pleasant (except for the
speed bumps) - much better than the route in.
Then we got into Pennsylvania - at first the drive was fine,
and the road better, but we noticed that the skies ahead of us were threatening,
so we pulled off the interstate to put up the hood. Before we could find a
place to stop, it began raining seriously. We pulled into a park, under a
tree, put up the hood, and waited out the storm. For an hour we endured
thunder, lightening and torrential rains. We actually got a bit worried as
we watched the drainage ditches filling and the water coming closer and closer
to us - we wondered if we would be able to get out of the park once the rain
stopped. At one point we saw a lightening flash, followed immediately by a
huge thunder clap - we knew the storm was right over the top of us.
Thankfully, the lightening didn't hit the tree we were under (yes, you aren't
supposed to hide under a tree in lightening, but there really was no place to
go).
The storm abated and we proceeded back onto the road.
The drive was fine, although we ran into heavy construction traffic, which
lasted for about a half hour.
Our destination was my cousin Helen's home, near Gettysburg.
Her home is an old German style farm house, located off the beaten track in the
countryside, surrounded by a beautiful garden.
Helen had already begun preparing dinner by the time we
arrived - a nice, organic pot roast. Then she started adding things from
her garden until the pot was nearly over flowing. Then she started
preparing the side dishes. Her friend, Russ arrived and helped in
preparation, then her friends Linda and Bob arrived, loaded down with fresh
zucchini. Linda prepared zucchini cakes - they looked a lot like crab
cakes, and they were really good! What a feast! After dinner, we sat
in the living room and talked - about food!
Sunday, July 16 - Around PA, including Gettysburg
The countryside near Helen's home is beautiful - tidy farms
and small villages for the most part. Helen gave us a map with markings
for a couple of covered bridges in the area and we headed off. Our
ultimate destination was Gettysburg.
Covered bridge near my cousin Helen's home in Gardners, PA
We had toured the battlefield at Gettysburg in 1992 with our
sons. Since Tom and I knew we'd be coming here, we both read the excellent
book "Killer Angels": by Michael Shaara to help us gain an appreciation for this
horrendous battle. We joined a guided tour, on a bus, knowing that even
with the knowledge we had gained from the book, we would be hard pressed to
understand the battlefield.
Scenes
from Gettysburg
After the tour and visiting the Visitors' Center, we drove
around the countryside a bit more - a-hah! another covered bridge - this one
over Tom's Creek.
Moggie at Tom's Creek bridge
|