Thursday, Day 2 of the trip up north
Today was a long, long, day. Lots of road work. Queer GPS routing due to propane tanks.
The fact that Jack woke us every 30-40 minutes all night didn’t help our attitudes.
Gas pull-offs also odd. We learned a few more things about this RVing thing today.
We also made a wrong turn going into Jersey City and ended up on surface streets with lots of work going on. At the end of the day this was not a positive. But we got here and everything since has been delightful.
The campground (the closest RV park to NYC) guy recommended a Taqueria a few blocks walk from the campground that was a perfect city corner hangout. Good food and better margaritas. We ate outside as it was cool and breezy.
The campground is slap in the middle of a busy city, on the harbor. We can see NYC skyline from here. Lady Liberty is just out in the bay. We got a shower and LIFE IS GOOD again. Seriously, there are few things that are more restorative than a good shower (especially after a good margarita.) And the temperature is so much better than last night’s 80s in NC. Dorian shouldn’t be a problem for us- I think we’re outrunning him. We may get a bit of rain tomorrow but nothing terrible. We have seen many, many electric trucks heading south in groups of 10-12.
Jack is looking forward to some chill pills tonight. They have been great in the car for the 9 hour drives, but then he’s awake all night. Not tonight. And once the actual bike ride starts and the drives are only an hour or 2, he will be ok in the car without pharmaceutical help.
NYC is doing this the month of September in honor of 9/11.
Very clever puzzle-piecing of RVs.
Friday. Today we have easy wi-fi access.
Jack was a prince last night after his cocktail.Slept quietly at the bottom of the bed, occasionally coming up for a snuggle. I'm looking forward to the same tonight.
Driving through Jersey City is essentially driving through NYC. Seriously, I may have shaved a month or two off my life span. I am in no hurry to do anything like that again soon, though I may have to. The Mario Cuomo Bridge (formerly the Tappan Zee) was a dream when we finally got there. It has my undying gratitude for being so easy.
It was a shorter day than the previous 2 but it felt every bit as long. Probably getting out of the city was part of that. We finished an audio book. It never got above 70 so we didn't have to use the air at all. And now WE'RE IN MAINE.
The KOA in Saco is wonderful. Lots of trees, quiet, but right on route 1 so easy to get in and out of. Tomorrow we will get to sleep in before heading to Portland. We will be here 2 nights before heading up to Cobscook St Park (where we have camped in the past) for 2 nights. I will drive Annelle to the start in Calais on Monday morning and she will ride part of the way back. Tuesday she'll finish up in Cobscook and we'll break camp on Wednesday for the next stop.
Just got back from Otto's Pizza (.5 mi from the campground) where we had our favorite Ricotta, Butternut squash and Cranberry pizza. It's so good we make it at home, but it's always better at the source.
59 degrees right now at 6:40. Heaven.
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