Holiday Inn Aberdeen - Chesapeake House
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... which Peter ran past), Peter sprinted back into the town. He ran about 2k, through the town centre, stopping traffic in true action man style and made it back to the visitor centre to find the handbag had been handed in and had everything still in it. With a mixture of relief and exhaustion (guess who was which), we journeyed out of Annapolis taking the short journey to Baltimore. We got ourselves in and then headed out for dinner. We stopped by the harbour at a restaurant ...
... down I-75 to the 'Burg. That will give me a lot of reflective time to think about this week, which has been, well, transforming for me as a parent and as a person -- and a week of growth for our hero. But meanwhile, Baltimore awaits. And there are crab cakes and a cold beer somewhere 'round here calling my name. If you are really quiet, you can hear them. But now, I think I might have that cry I've been putting off. This one might just be merited.
There are many paths to the love of humankind. For our nephew Bob, the path is baseball. He is so delighted by the national pastime that even if you do not yet delight in it, you soon will in his presence, and you will feel surrounded by his irresistible warmth, generosity and love. Bob's devotion to baseball is a devotion to the continuing saga of humanity, which, despite being marred by things like the "Black Sox" scandal, steroids, and the long-time exclusion of ...
... anymore. As we talked, the memories that came up in my mind were the proper ones to represent her. Little, but important things. Like the time we were walking back from the store in fresh snow that had fallen onto ice, holding hands as we continually slipped and tumbled into the street, dropping our grocery bags, hysterical with laughter. Or the time we found a tiny, scared little kitten desperately drinking coffee creamer in an empty apartment ...
... 100 gallons of water through a garden hose. LOL!
We settled in for the night in the parking lot and will take off tomorrow to visit Brother/Son Bret in Brodnax, Virginia. Looking forward to meeting his chickens. Who would think that a kid from the Village in New York City would be raising chickens in a tiny town, but then again, who would think that I would be driving a 43 foot bus! I guess you never know!