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July 29th – day 86
We spent the evening last night
deciding what to do about Boston. It's one of those places with lots
of history and they have a great walking trail which takes in lots of
places in one half day walk Trouble is we have kids. And they're not
that interested in any of that since they're not from USA. Plus the RV
is too big to park in Boston. After ringing the info centre they said
we'd have to ...
... were hungry. We ate outdoors close to the water. As we started eating, we heard the roar of motorcycles revving up on the street and a dumpster picking up the trash. What kind of trash system do they have that picks up the trash at a popular restaurant on a Sunday at lunchtime? Dave said, "Nothing I love more than dining overlooking the bay with the sound of motorcycles and dumpsters."
Most people ...
... several miles. Later, cars started speeding past us on the shoulder on the right. Just as I was saying to Dave, "there are so many cars on the shoulder, it must be legal," we saw the sign “Travel in Breakdown Lane Permitted. Dave commented, “That’s how Massachusetts saves money. Instead of building another lane, the just put up signs that ...
I haven't been to a drive-in in about 20 years and the kids have never been to one before. So after a day of relaxing at the beach we decided to take a twenty minute drive to Wellfleet where they have a drive-in movie theatre. We opened up the back of the car and let the kids lay down in the back while Steve and I sat on chairs outside ...
After the open mic with Jen, I left Chicago at about midnight since I still had some energy. I only made it about 2 hours and slept for a while at a rest stop in the middle of Indiana. Shortly after sunrise, I woke to an overcast gray morning and the windows of my truck camper glazed with condensation. Like usual, a quick **** and a wet-wipe shower and I was on my way, still 750 miles and 12 hours short of my destination. Through the rest ...