Not a good day!
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Nick has a passion for old Chryslers and has been keen to help us with my nephew, Ben, and his project. He phoned me back just in time for me to drop off the freeway and go to his place.
Even though there's a mass of trophies there, Nick told me he won't allow his car to be judged once he's won that particular event at some time. He still displays it, however, and he told me there's at least a dozen car shows on within fifty miles every week!
I was still feeling quite unwell in the stomach and when I camped for the night I certainly hoped that I'd wake up feeling better. I didn't.
Nevertheless, I pressed on through Massachusetts and made it into Rhode Island. This was my first 'new state' in a couple of weeks, but as I looked at the time and the distance I still had to be at Moncton in New Brunswick the following day I was quite concerned about making my goal.
On a day when I took very few photos, it seems that Boston caught my attention:
Finally I reached Rhode Island, where a garage sale and a flea market would give me a break from the discomfort of driving the way I felt.
I don't know exactly what claim Rhode Island might have to call itself the 'Ocean State', but they do that. It's the smallest state of the USA, of course, and ironic that we'd been within just a few miles of it last time when we spent a night in Salem, New Hampshire.
By this time I simply knew I wasn't going to make it to Moncton in time so I decided to just do what I could that day.
The 'Yard Sale':
A shortage of 'Welcome Centers' was hitting me with my needs of the day, I tried one only to find out it was something to do with the forestry in the area... I wasn't all that interested...
Finally, it being almost the end of the long day, I decided to make a little detour in New Hampshire to visit Neil Peckham. He's a contact I have for my parts importing and he's been through some trying times lately.
Lost his job... had to have a hip replacement... etc.
And then someone recommended I had to have some of the shellfish available in that part of the world. I struck out from Neil's to Portsmouth where I found a restaurant still open and bought some mussels. After eating them I retired to the van to go online using the restaurant's WiFi, checked my e-mails and got nice and tired.
So I lay down in the bed. A little while later I was disturbed as the van started rocking and there were clumping noises. Half-asleep, I wondered what was going on, then I realised two or three people had climbed the ladder on the back of the van!
"What do I do about this?" I wondered. Then there was a bright flash of light and they went away! I wonder if I'll ever see the photo of my van somewhere on the net?