Rodeway Inn Martinsburg
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... darn delicious. We finished the meal by splitting fried cheesecake bites that we dipped in chocolate sauce. Okay so we ate like pigs but we split everything so at least it wasn't as bad as it could have been and we got in that great workout. Justified pigging out! At the end of the night we were stuffed with food, the Pats had conquered the Broncos and we were ready for bed. Another night and another ...
... a blend of National Park system properties that house museums
and private businesses and residences. The density of buildings in the lower
town and the way they sprawl up the steep hillside with a church above is
fairly unique in the U.S. It looks more to me like some of the small towns in
the Rhine and Mosel Valleys in Germany than a typical small U.S. town.
Harpers Ferry became a center for Black ...
... but feel a lot of sorrow for the
thousands of lives that were either ended prematurely or dramatically changed
for the worse for abstract ideas that had little real relevance to those fighting.
Preserving the Union? Would the northern soldiers or their families have been
any worse off if the United States had permanently broken up into two
countries? Probably not. Saving the southern way of life (meaning preserving
slavery)? Were ...
... proper, and enjoy the town's charm once again. Here, historical buildings don't only have a plaque on them stating so, they actually give the history of the occupants and what the building has been used for over the last 200 years.
Presidents in Mercersburg
After I little wander around, I continue on up the road. The mountains are getting closer, and just a mile or so away, I reach the "forest line" where the fertile farmland of the Cumberland ...
... of forest, and then a couple or really gnarly, dirt road trailer parks. Some of the people I pass just glare at me warily... But not every one. Several times fellows spot my guitar and start a conversation about music with me.
One fellow stops me, "I'm putting together a band--all I need is a guitarist. Do you want to join?" He's dead serious. He even takes me to his run down garage where he's got his gear and drumset set up (and ...