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» Saturday, December 04, 2004
Endgame, Part 1
"I'm so glad we had this time together,
just to share a laugh or sing a song.
Seems we just get started and before you know it
comes the time we have to say "So long."
It was a bridge-and-river day mainly--it seems the return route is all via major bridges over major rivers: the Connecticut, the Hudson, the Delaware, the Potomac, and more (plus one tunnel going through Baltimore). (Once again it was a beautiful day on the Hudson as we went over the Tappan Zee Bridge and I didn't have a camera ready.) An unremarkable day, thankfully; traffic good except for some gawpers holding up traffic to see the accident on the northbound lane. This morning was the most painful, loading the car and saying goodbye to Mom...we had a case of the weeps for a few minutes and my dinner tonight was only minimally appetizing. The worst part was not getting enough sleep last night, between "last-night blues" and hot flashes. Should have left the bedroom window open despite it being in the 30s.

Pidge has two more "locations" under his belt: on the ride up we stopped at both a Maryland House restaurant and a New Jersey service area and took Pidgie in the restaurant with us (James got a lot of attention sitting with him in the Jersey place). Nobody minded. Today we brought him in another service plaza, a McDonald's in Connecticut and also a convenience store with a Blimpie inside on the Garden State Parkway (NJ again). Not only did anyone mind, but a tiny child kept asking me questions about him and the convenience store people all said "How cute!" I also walked him around a rest area building in Virginia. Poor Willow. Too bad so many bad dogs have to ruin it for good dogs.

We arrived at the McDonald's in Connecticut at the same time as a bunch of tour buses. I think they were those organized shopping expeditions that go to New York City before Christmas to see the store windows and shop. The line was horrific...and let's not talk about the one to the ladies' bathroom! (As always, there was no line at the gents!)

We finally "lighted" in Harrisonburg, VA, after a lovely sunset drive--and the sight of a herd of deer in Manassas' National Park--through the mountains, in a Motel 6. Quite clean and adequate, but a step down from the TownePlace Suites, that's for sure! We found a Bob Evans to eat supper at and procured a loaf of the yummy pumpkin bread.