The Grand Hotel Cape May

... beach, or anything but sand beach. After trudging through the wet dirt down to the seaside, we discovered that overnight the ocean only left stones and seaweed on its sandy shores. The Atlantic is an unwilling temptress - full of mystical creations but miserly in her selfish hoarding, keeping all her beauty for herself.<br><br>And we - we were the weirdos in the rain on the beach at 6am instead of sleeping in - -ON OUR LATE ...

... online. Somehow, I found the Travel Insider web site and the package featured several things that sounded appealing - discounts, add-ons, a great itinerary, and a cruise company that we had used before &amp; enjoyed very much. I also spoke to the "host" - the Travel Insider himself - and found him to be pleasant, well-informed, and enthusiastic about the trip. <br><br>An auspicious start, I thought.<br>

... the 8oz Kobe fillet with mashed potatoes and carrots both were good hearty meals and with 2 coffees and 2 Pepsis set us back 32 bucks with tips my steak was almost as good as any pub eye fillet in Brisbane that you pay 28 dollars for.<br> <br>We head back to the motel room to put all the electronic stuff on charge download our photos and write this log <br> <br>Been a good day fairly easy first day on the road <br> <br>Till the next time <br>Trevor and Cath

... ferry to Delaware where we explored the town of Lewes and hit the outlets. We came back for a late birthday dinner at the Peter Shields Inn. Good food and a fantastic view of the ocean from our table.<br><br>Wednesday was already our last day. So we hit the beach all day and then jumped in our cars and left. All in all it was a perfect little relaxing beach get a way.

... and gets really mad at me. So im bored still and went and asked if they wanted to play cards. Again the said No and so i sat and watched the Phillies and ate Life ceral. Finally i ask to go on the computer til 9 and they said 'yea sure but go to bed at 9' and i said sure. so my mom comes in and tells me good night and that my friends can go to the water park on Thursday and that i can keep reading until 9:15pm. But I lost track of time ...

... ship. Still there are barges and sometimes several. I read a magazine story of a family on a 60 foot wooden sailing vessel foolish enough to transit it at night. They missed seeing a barge and the boat sunk in the canal. Luckily there was no loss of life. Id prefer to make my passage in full day light thank you.<br><br>The canal transit went well any by the time we got near the eastern entrance, we were hitting speeds ...

... interior!) but it is comfortable and its definitely affordable.... We decide that what we are saving in rent can be spent in enjoying ourselves (ie food and booze).<br><br>We spend our 4 days together tripping around the area:<br>We visited Wildwood - only a short distance away physically, but light years away in atmosphere. Wildwood is retro 50's motels - complete with plastic palm trees around the pool; neon lights and a huge boardwalk covered in amusement ...

... parking on the roadway'... It seemed my driver's side tires where partially on the blacktop (Heavens to mergatroid!). I was so discussed that I put the tickets aside and thought to send in the payment after getting home, since they convieniently put the address and stamp square that announces "The post office will not deliver without a stamp" (No ****!) on the neon red side of the ticket... I mean who carries their checkbook on vacation anyway? But a ...

... that exciting although we did get to stop and get Chipotle with one of my best friends Justin, who now lives in NC. When I realized that we were close to his town I called him up and we were surprisingly only a few minutes down the road. Leah was also interested in looking into graduate school so it was a convenient pit stop along the way. We arrived into Atlanta around 1 a.m. and happily crashed. The signs for a town called Kannapolis cracked me up everytime.

... buy a ticket on the train or at the ticket office. In my infinite wisdom I felt it was better to ask directions and find out the correct train before we got on the wrong one, so we went to the ticket office. While waiting in line I started asking questions from a nice lady about what we needed to do. She told us the ticket to buy and that we needed to get to Grand Central Station. My "I'm dumber than dirt" look must work in the United States as well ...