The SeaVilla Cape May

... for the Lord's wisdom in having us help meet her need. I pray that he was glorified, as His people reached out to help, and that she would know who sent us through my prayers with her. Upon relfection, Michael pointed out that God always has his people where He wants us. Like Andrew puts us where we need to be to do our job for Camfel, God puts us in the right place to carry out His work. When we fail to complete that job, we ...

... 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 & 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.

An auspicious start, I thought.

... the back of the pentagon. We weren’t about to risk ending up in Richmond so we set the GPS for Ocean City, Maryland and headed off to pick up our new van.

This was by freeway most of the way and only once took the wrong exit which took us into a rather poor part of town but gave us a chance to see a different side of the place

We eventually rejoined the freeway for the 150 mile drive to the seaside resort of ocean city ...

... 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.

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.

... 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.

The canal transit went well any by the time we got near the eastern entrance, we were hitting speeds ...

Monday morning we said our goodbyes to Karen and Allen and set off across country to Cape May, at the southern tip of New Jersey, where we were meeting up with more friends - Ken from Boston and Diana from Cape Cod.

Despite the big distance Ken and Diana have to travel, we all arrived within 15 mins of each other at the little house we are renting -so we open a bottle of wine to celebrate before heading to the local supermarket to stock up on ingredients ...

... in small print was a chart that started " After 72 hours ..... $50.00" and so on for 30 days. Let's think about this for a moment shall we? Delaware does not have real estate tax, sales tax or income tax which at first seems like a really nifty thing but how are small towns that rely HEAVILY on summer trade suppose to make ends meet? They didn't post parking restrictions in a heavy tourist area, don't make it readily apparent that tickets must ...

Leah came down to meet me and Andy in Rehoboth Beach, DE before packing up the car and hitting the road. Since the weather was so nice, we decided to take the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel to enjoy the scenery that surrounds it. Somewhere along the way (maybe 3 hours into the 16 hr car ride, the heat stopped working. I later was told by a mechanic that I was at the boiling/freezing point for my radiator fluid or something...makes sense now). Our ride down wasn't ...

Labor Day. Three Day Weekend. NEW JERSEY SHORE. Woohoo! My parents drove down from Northern Jersey. Silke and I drove up from Washington, DC. The weather was perfect. It was a nice chance to relax in the sun and surf.

Nach der Gewalttour in WDC und der daraus resultiereden Müdugkeit kommen wir erst etwas später vom Kampground weg. Auf geht es nach Cape May, New Jersey, damit wir neben den lieblichen Häusern auch den Atlantik zu Gesicht bekommen. Eine gleich vorweg: Die Fahrten daueren einfach immer länger als geplant und so kommen wir erst gegen 16h am Strand an. Sehr zum Leidwesen der Damen, die die Mittagshitze ...