Part One: East Coast Road Trip
At the end of January I had the pleasure of going on a super fun roadtrip down the east coast to Savannah, Georgia which happens to be one of the most picturesque places I have ever been. We left Rhode Island at seven in the morning when it was a freeeezing 3 degrees outside! Of course Connecticut and New Jersey were hellish to drive through but Delaware was surprisingly wonderful. It was a landscape that I hadn't expected. Hey, thanks for the memories. We spent the first night at the deserted summer town (one of many we passed) of Chincoteague, VA where the horses swim every summer. The next morning we drove over (and under) the Chesapeke Bay Bridge Tunnel. It was really gray and cloudy which led it to being a really spooky and ominous fifteen minutes. We spent a million hours driving through North and South Carolina because I insisted on taking the backroads. (Sorry B, I had no idea it was going to take that long.) When you live in the smallest state you forget how big all the other ones are.
After we arrived in Georgia, we had some really fun days wandering and getting lost around the city and outer islands. The parks, architecture, plant life, and southern charm really do set Savannah apart. Being able to wear flip flops in January didn't hurt either. We toured old buildings, went to art museums, and ate some delicious food al fresco. Next we stayed at a friend's loft in Charleston, South Carolina, another smaller southern city ripe with palm trees, pink buildings, cheese grits, and history.
Our ride back home was a bit sad as we were heading back to much colder weather and of course, ending out vacation. We spent a bit more time on the interstate which enabled us to have a brief stop at South of the Border, which is totally worth it due to its amazing kitsch and hilarity. After a quick sleep in Baltimore we were back home. I had checked off two more states on the map that I had never been to before, and even came home with a civil war fashions coloring book.