Fall in Provincetown (Part I)

Paul and I had the month of October off (between sits), so we decided to spend more time in P-town before heading south.  We found a perfect little apartment across from Carpe Diem on Johnson Street and rented it without thinking twice. 

My October Office

I loved this spot because to me, it felt like I had stepped back into the land of Anne of Green Gables, but with the Atlantic down the stairs and to the left.  Not to mention Commercial Street.  Thank you, David, for a wonderful month in your home sweet home! 

One thing Paul and I both wanted to do was spend more time exploring the Cape Cod National Seashore.  I fell in love with the Seashore while reading Joan Anderson’s books, and then the book Master of the Sweet Trade by Elizabeth Moisan, after meeting her at the Cultural Center of Cape Cod. 

The Cape Cod National Seashore was established as a National Park almost fifty years ago.  It is the most pristine stretch of shoreline either of us have ever seen.

"A man can stand here and put all of America behind him." Henry David Thoreau

Cape Cod National Seashore

There are eighteen remaining dune shacks along the Cape Cod National Seashore.  It is a bit of a hike to get to them.  I suggest you leave your shoes at the beginning of the trail (which is all sand) and bring plenty of drinking water.  There is a vehicle tour available if you prefer, but to be fair to all of your senses I say hike it.

Province Lands Dune Shacks

The dune shacks started out as homes for rescuers employed by the U.S. Life-saving Service in the 19th century.  If you are fortunate enough to spend some time here (temporary tenants are chosen by lottery), you will be joining the likes of Eugene O’Neil, Jack Kerouac, e.e. cummings, Norman Mailer and Jackson Pollack. 

Afternoon on the Dunes

Wild Cranberry Bog, Cape Cod National Seashore

Of course, I would love to spend more time here.  There is a bit of controversy surrounding the shacks and their (in my opinion) rightful owners…thankfully they are on the National Register of Historic Places.  If I understand this correctly, this means they cannot be bulldozed.  Dear Powers That Be, please don’t bulldoze any more shacks.  And please don’t take this magical place away from those who have owned and loved these shacks for decades, if not generations.  Thanks. 

Sophie B Hawkins at the Post Office Cafe & Cabaret

Meanwhile, back on Commercial Street…would you believe I had the luck to be in P-town during Women’s Week?  No, I am not a lesbian, but nobody seemed to mind.  There were tons of events going on. 

It was such a pleasure to see Sophie B. Hawkins live.  After the show, I was lucky enough to chat with her a bit, buy a CD, and take pics of others with her.  Yes, I wish I had asked Paul to take a pic of me with her…don’t normally care about that kind of thing but I do LOVE her and now wish I had a pic!

Bold Strokes Authors

Every day during Women’s Week, there were readings and Q&A sessions at Vixen Night Club, followed by book signings at Now Voyager Bookstore and Gallery.  What a great group of women authors!  I purchased a couple of books and look forward to reading them now that we have settled in for the winter here on Signal Mountain (TN).  Thank you, Bold Strokes for putting on this great event!  

Well.  Here I am, once more realizing that I am going on and on.  Apparently one isn’t to go on and on here in Blogsville…something about the waning attention span of the average reader.  That’s fine, because it is just about dinnertime. 

Thank you for hanging out with me….I blog for comments, so feel free to leave one.  As an added bonus, each comment you leave between now and December 1, 2010 enters you into my latest prize drawing : )

Road Trip 2010 – Ohio

Cedar Falls, Ohio was one of the prettiest places we visited.  This was another quick stop as we raced against time to get back to the Cape.  Sometimes, having a timeline is a bummer!  We were so close to gorges, waterfalls, caves, and forests…it was a shame to leave without seeing what this lovely part of the US is all about. 

OK, I am done sulking now.  Let me show you how pretty it was at The Inn at Cedar Falls…

View From the Balcony

The Restaurant and Tavern at the Inn is located in two of the properties 1840’s log cabins…I love log cabins.  Does anyone not love log cabins?

The Restaurant and Tavern

And this little bar reminded me a bit of The Icehouse Cafe in Evergreen, Colorado.  There was just about the same amount of space behind it and barstools in front of it. 

Little Bar, Big on Character

We had a lovely dinner there (check out the menu – it is surprisingly gourmet for being located in what feels like the middle of the woods). 

Then, time enough for some shut-eye in our cozy room, another yummy meal (French toast, homemade granola and fruit, fresh coffee…) in the cabins,  and we were off.

Paul and Rand (McNally) having Breakfast at the Inn

Something about the phone booth just outside of the reception area left me feeling nostalgic.  Wow, how times have changed.  Guess it comes with age…the longing for life as one once knew it.  I know, I know, I am only thirty-seven…but haven’t things changed so much, in such a small amount of time?  Or is it just me being a sentimental fool?

Reminder of Simpler Times

This was to be our last night on the road for a while.  I have finished our “Road Trip 2010” chronicles just in time to embark on our next journey.  We are finishing up a month off between sits here in Provincetown, MA.  It has been a great time…I will post more about that soon.  We head South for TN on Monday.  Not even sure what route we are taking yet, which is all part of the fun… 

On the Road Again

Road Trip 2010 – Missouri

This will be short and sweet, just like our time in St. Louis, Missouri was.  Paul found us an inexpensive room at the Westin.  Not being a hotel chain type of traveler, my hopes were low.  However, this hotel was absolutely wonderful (clean and spacious with a deep bathtub and cool art on the walls)…and check out the view we had from our window!

Busch Stadium from our Westin Window

We basically had time enough wander around town a bit, eat and sleep (the Cardinals had an away game, alas).  Our wanderings led us to a tap house and wine bar named bridge.  I ordered me a pear cider and we shared a cheese board.  If you love cheese (and beer, and wine, and cider, and spirits), then you will be impressed with the selection here.  I had to order the Sage Derby (Great Britain, Buttery with a slight herbiness) in honor of Paul, of course. 

bridge tap house and wine bar

Before and after dinner, we hung out in Citygarden for a bit, which is a really cool urban oasis (aka park) in downtown St. Louis.  The weather was nice and the park was packed with happy people.  Wish every city had something like this…

Pinocchio at Citygarden

Citygarden fountain at night

 

Another thing that struck me about St. Louis was the architecture.  This is one of the most impressive looking post offices I have come across…

St. Louis Post Office

Of course most people go directly to the Gateway Arch upon arrival in St. Louis and I am a bit bummed we didn’t make it there.  If you have been, please tell us what you thought of it.  I got a nice all-around vibe from St. Louis; the people were friendly, the food was good, and the bed was comfy…what more could a girl ask for while “just passing through”?

Road Trip 2010 – Kansas

Road Trip 2010 was a blast – we hit twenty-five states altogether!  Paul woke me up at the crack of dawn for our journey back to the Cape (he knew it would take me a full day to say goodbye to everyone in Colorado, otherwise).  ***HUGE thanks to our friends for putting us up (and putting up with us) … can’t wait to return the favor ’cause we miss you already!*** 

Coffee Stop at the Kirby House in Abilene

As I near the end of our Road Trip 2010 posts (only Missouri and Ohio to go) I realize how alive I feel while on the road and/or writing about the road.  Some connections get me to thinking about stuff I don’t otherwise contemplate.  Take fate, for instance.  We were just passing through Abilene, Kansas and decided to grab a cuppa at Kirby House.  What a beautiful place, by the way (I’m a sucker for old Victorians – this one was built in 1885). 

I got to chatting with a woman named Bette seated next to us at the coffee bar (she had a lovely charm bracelet on), and come to find out she is fond of Evergreen, Colorado as well.  In fact, she co-wrote Colorado Cravings, Recipes and Romance with Gail Riley, the owner of The Highland Haven Creekside Inn…which just happens to be one of the best places to stay in the universe, let alone Colorado.  I bought Colorado Cravings from Evergreen Crafters when it first came out.  It has already been sent to the site of our next sit – that is how much I love this book.

Later that same day Bette and I saw each other AGAIN at a Cracker Barrel down the road-a-ways.  I couldn’t believe it at the time; looking back I do.  We had another nice chat while Paul took a business call outside.  Bette, it was a true pleasure to meet you.  You said some things I needed to hear.  Please, let’s keep in touch!  By the way, everyone, Bette’s full name is Bette Milleson James.  She is a writer of poetry and prose.  And she highly recommends the Chocolate Bread Pudding recipe found in Colorado Cravings.

We stopped in Topeka for the night because “time was getting on” according to Paul.  He randomly called up The Woodward and spoke to the proprietress, Elizabeth Taylor.  I am thrilled to say she had a room for us – who would have thought that one of our favorite places to stay ever would be in Topeka, Kansas?   Don’t you just love pleasant surprises?

The Woodward Inn, Topeka

This proprietress is amazing.  Elizabeth doesn’t just run an Inn; she has basically bought all of the properties on the block and renovated them, slowly and surely transforming the area from ramshackle and crime infested to one of the prettiest neighborhoods in America.   She sat and chatted with us over peach tea and chocolate cake that evening, telling us stories about her home and business for almost twenty years now.  Oh.  And she has Polish Pottery available for sale.  I love Polish Pottery.

Polish Pottery (and Paul) at the Woodward Inn

A wedding was to take place in the chapel that weekend.  Yes, the Woodward Inn has a chapel.  Actually, it is a library, but it felt like a chapel (with books) to me…it gave me goose bumps.  In a good way. 

The Chapel at the Woodward Inn

“The open 2 1/2 story library in this home is designed after the King Henry VIII Library at Hampton Hall in London with imported timbers and stones from England” (see the website link above for more).  If you are a bibliophile, you owe it to yourself to research the history of The Woodward.  You may just find yourself on a pilgrimage. 

View from the second story...

It really bothers me when I am unable to capture the beauty of a place with my little camera.  I will be upgrading soon – promise.  I suppose a photography class wouldn’t hurt, either.  Anyway.  There is something magical to me about The Woodward.  Love at first site.  Do you know what I mean? 

If so, please tell us about a place that has captivated you.  My favorite part of blogging is hearing from you, my reader…I mean readers!

Road Trip 2010 – New Mexico

285 from the passenger side...down the open road.

Have you ever found yourself on a road trip within a road trip?  This was a first for me.  I was a little reluctant.  Here we were in Colorado, with so many people and places to catch up with.  But, it was Sadie’s idea…and I do love Sadie…and it sounded like…fun! 

Airstream Excella II sighting on the way to Taos

Sadie and Paul have different road rules.  For example, Paul doesn’t stop unless we are low on gas.  Sadie; she stops.  For Airstreams with SALE signs on them.  And horses, enjoying sunny days along streams.  And restrooms.  She even stops for lunch!  

This is my kind of commute...

I won’t lie to you.  We did have a few Thelma and Louise moments.  I love traveling with Paul but it isn’t quite the comedy of errors that it was with Sadie.  Teehee.

Runaway Train. Antonito, New Mexico

Antonito holds a little inside joke for us.  Definitely a “you had to be there” sort of joke.  Let’s just say that Sadie is a funny girl. 

Welcome to Taos

I was really looking forward to Taos.  Paul and I had been to Santa Fe back in 2006 and we both loved it.  Taos was cool, but I have to say that Santa Fe is still my favorite. 

We contemplated camping in the Taos vicinity, but after a strange incident involving a creepy gas station attendant and a pissy cop, we decided to just.keep.driving. 

Partay at the KOA

It was not our intention to end up at a commercial campsite…but, under the circumstances (the film Deliverance springs to mind), the KOA just outside of Santa Fe was a little slice of Heaven.  No, really.  

Morning Coffee at the Indian Market

The Santa Fe Indian Market has been running for 89 years.  This was our main reason for driving hundreds of miles in less than two days.  It was well worth the drive.   We got there first thing in the morning, and took one of the very last parking spaces.  Good crowd. 

Foolishly, I did not ask permission to take and post pictures of my favorite artwork and/or the people behind the creations.  Below is just one of the many rows of booths.  

Early morning at the Santa Fe Indian Market

Santa Fe is known for it’s architecture (duh).   I love being surrounded by curves, adobe, and iron with a blue sky backdrop.  It is the oldest capital city in the US and along with that comes some historical masterpieces. 

The Lensic Performing Arts Center

And let’s not forget the masterpiece on a plate, also known as Huevos Rancheros.  Do yourself a favor if you haven’t already.  Go to Tia Sophia’s. 

"Huevos Rancheros, Christmas-Style, please..."

Yes, I will be drinking Shakeology soon (had to crop my butt out of this next picture) but in the meantime…happiness in the form of New Mexican cuisine.  So very worth it. 

Happy Campers at Tia Sophia's

We wandered a bit more, then it was back to Colorado for us.  Santa Fe deserves a good several days, but I will take whatever I can get!  Thank you, Sadie for having me along as your sidekick. 

Santa Fean Wall Art

Another fond road trip memory for us to reflect upon whilst rocking back and forth on a front porch (most likely yours Sadie, unless Paul and I change our nomadic ways); sipping at our JD and Cokes throughout our twilight years…

Road Trip 2010 – Colorado

Oklahoma Rest Stop

From Mississippi, we drove right through Arkansas and stayed one night in Oklahoma City.  I am sad to say that the only thing I remember about Arkansas was the amount of squashed armadillos on the highway.  Asked Paul to help a girl out but he had nothing to add.  And Oklahoma City in August was simply too hot.  We wandered a bit, had a bite, melted.  On the way back to the nondiscript chain hotel, we came across a small wedding party.  And here is my favorite memory of Oklahoma…

An Oklahoma Wedding

If I were getting married that day in OK, I would have done the exact same thing.  My least favorite memory of Oklahoma?  Worst huevos rancheros ever in a restaurant in a town with no people on it’s streets…or in it’s shops…or restaurants.  That should have been our cue to drive straight through.

Um...Where is everyone?

I know I am not being very fair to Arkansas and Oklahoma…I know if we had stayed longer things would have been different.  And when I say different, I mean better.  if you have a fun memory of either place you would like to share, that would be great.

And now.  The state we took to the road for in the first place.  Colorado.  Where Paul and I met.  Where Mountain Girl Organics was born.  Where most of our friends are.  Ahh, it’s good to be back in the ‘hood! And since every picture tells a story, and since I’m hoping for some rapport via your comments…here goes.

How Sadie rolls on Bear Mountain

Dakota Blonde with Ernie Martinez at The Comfort Cafe in Denver

Meeting Em at my old stomping grounds, the Bergen Park Farmers' Market

Em, Sadie and I, showing off our new pedis

Looks like Aussie Ken's been shopping again

Jodee, John E, Tom C, and Me at Rio Del Sol

Paul (always a hit with the ladies) and Casey at Rio

Robb & Mary, this one's for you ; )

Michele's shop, Bella Vita, in Kittredge, CO

One more of Bella Vita. Cause I love it.

Billy's Pub

Paul has help blowing out his belated Birthday candle

Hanging out at the old digs

Bear Mountain Barn

Latest addition to Bear Mountain - Wyatt

Oliver, playing "pull my finger" with Paul. Scary.

Yay for babies! Congrats, Jon and Lee!

My current favorite Colorado church sign

Evergreen Lake, pre-concert

Sadie, Barre and Tom at the Lake

Jakarta at Evergreen Lake

John E & the Ladies (aka Jen, Kit, and Kathleen)

BYOK (Bring Your Own Keg) Night with Ken

In case you were wondering where the spots on my lens came from ; )

Denise, hitchin' a ride

Until next time, Evergreen!

Stay tuned for Santa Fe, Kansas, Missouri, and Ohio!  Oh, and the contest is still on – you have between now and tomorrow night (Sunday, 10/10/10 at 10:10pm) to leave a comment on any Caretaking Couple blog post!  XOX, V&P

Road Trip 2010 – (Mostly) Mississippi

Yes, it is October, and yes, this road trip did take place throughout the month of August.  Sigh.  Still, I am determined to give you the scoop because it was such a GREAT trip!  I am now writing from lovely Provincetown, MA where we have rented a sweet apartment between sits.  Then it’s Tennessee, here we come!

Creepy. Pretty. Pretty Creepy!

After North Carolina, we drove through a bit of Georgia and spent one night in Tennessee, where we met with the homeowners we will be sitting for as of next month.  I will ply you with TN pics then…for now, on to Mississippi.  But first, what is this stuff growing over everything?  Will someone please enlighten me?  Someone familiar with the South?  Thank you.

We didn’t have much time in Mississippi – just one night.  We tried to get two, but the Inn we were staying at was fully booked.  You wouldn’t think this would be an issue, judging by the exterior of the place.  But it was, and now I know why.  On the way to Clarksdale, we stopped in Oxford for lunch.  What a cool town! 

Yes, Please

"Say, aren't you William Faulkner?!?"

Our lunch break was short and sweet and like so many places we happened upon in our travels, I wanted to know more.  However, until I can convince the S.O. (Significant Other, aka Paul) to go in on an Airstream, we’ll just have to keep movin’.

I went down to the crossroads...

We ended up in Clarksdale Mississippi because Paul and I both share a deep appreciation for blues music and wanted to find out more about the Delta blues in particular.  That, and Paul found the site for a place called the Shack Up Inn while surfing the web one day.  It was love at first click. 

Welcome to our shack for the night

We stayed in the Pinetop Perkins shack.  This (along with the rest) is an original sharecropper shack.  The Shack Up Inn is located at an old cotton plantation…Hopson Plantation.  An eye opener as to how things were not so long ago in these parts.  By the way, Pinetop Perkins is ninety-seven and still going strong. 

Pinetop mural in the living room

Shacks (from the back)

RV Art

I'll take mine silver ; )

And rusty teal

the Juke Joint Chapel

Chevy & The Cotton Gin Inn

Hopefully I have given you a good feel for the premises.  It really is one of those places you have to see for yourself.  I suggest you go there.  And now, for what we chose to do with our one night on the town…

Blue Cheese Fondue with House Fried Potatoes at Rust

Parking at the Ground Zero Blues Bar

I think I'll just grab a seat at the bar...

Razorblade takes the stage

Razorblade & Yours Truly

Ground Zero Blues Club  is just one of the local joints and I have to be honest, I did go there knowing that Morgan Freeman is a co-owner and…how cool would it be if he just happened to stop by?  What?  At least I’m being honest.  I’m not starstruck in general, but, come on…Morgan Freeman! 

 

Alas, no Mr. Freeman that night, but we did have the honor of meeting Josh “Razorblade” Stewart. 

Another unforgettable evening on the road.  Go to www.reverbnation.com/joshrazorbladestewart and have a listen.  My favorite song is “Every Goodbye Sure Don’t Mean I’m Gone”.  I can’t wait to be back in Clarksdale.

The Crossroads, made famous by Robert Johnson

Biscuits and Grits for the road at the Rest Haven Restaurant

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Road Trip 2010 – Wilmington, NC

All I really cared about with regards to North Carolina was finally getting to see the Outer Banks for ourselves and maybe hitting Asheville, of which we have heard so much about.   Somehow our plans changed and Wilmington took the place of Asheville on our itinerary. 

 

CW Worth House

I wasn’t too disappointed, knowing we will get to Asheville at some point in the next several months (we are heading south for our next sit come November).  And when we drove up to the CW Worth House , Asheville was all but forgotten.  This Victorian beauty was built in 1893 and has been impeccably preserved, inside and out.  It is the longest operating B&B in Wilmington.  I highly recommend you stay here if you get the opportunity.

Boardwalk along the Cape Fear River

And walking distance from the Worth House is downtown Wilmington, along with its fantastic boardwalk full of restaurants and shops and college students and dogs out for their evening walks. 

Romantic dinner at The Pilot House

Food tastes better when riverfronts, boardwalks, candles and sunsets are involved.  I think so, anyway.  We enjoyed every minute at The Pilot House.  And, although I don’t consider myself a city girl, I do love being able to wander around town and back to our digs on foot.  

Mind you, there are things you don’t notice so much at night.  Things like spiders. 

Big Garden Spider. Very Big.

I know there are some of you who don’t like spiders and would rather I hadn’t posted this pic.  However, they are everywhere in Wilmington and therefore worthy of mention.  According to a gardener we happened to meet on the way to the B&B, this spider is not poisonous to humans.  Excellent news.  It is also known as a Writing Spider, owing to the webs it weaves.  Interesting, I know! Right.  Time to move on.

Downtown Wilmington, NC

August in the South is hot.  I am guessing this is why you don’t see many pedestrians in this photo.  There are some funky little shops and bars.  This is my favorite Wilmington storefront…

Hardwire Tattoo

No, I don’t have any tattoos.  Do you?  Tell us about it via the comment link, won’t you?  And while we are on favorites, this is my favorite building in Wilmington:

St. James Parrish

And I don’t go to church.  I just think this is a magnificent piece of architecture.   Especially against summer blue.  If you enjoy architecture, I am sure you will appreciate Wilmington. 

Brick & Iron

To keep the “favorites” theme going,  guess what one of my favorite southern dishes happens to be? 

Fried Green Tomatoes at Circa 1922

Circa 1922 is in the heart of downtown Wilmington and has heavenly tapas.  Our meal was, however, briefly interrupted by a patron who fell off her bar stool.  Oopsy.  It helps to drink water (instead of booze) if one is dehydrated on a 100+ degree day, methinks.  Anyway, my Circa 1922 refreshment of choice?  Pear Cider.  So refreshing.

The Battleship North Carolina

We didn’t tour the Battleship North Carolina, nor did we see the Wilmington coastline.  Alas, we had to keep movin’.  A fun aspect of cross-country road trips is figuring out what parts of the country you want to see more of; spend more time in.  I’ve fallen for North Carolina.  Couldn’t you see me sitting here with a pint of lemonade and my lappy, writing the next Great American Novel?  Sigh.

Front Porch of the Worth House

Road Trip 2010 – Roanoke Island, NC

Settling in at The Roanoke (Manteo, North Carolina)

Paul and I have wanted to explore North Carolina (especially the Outer Banks) for years; how wondrous to finally be here.  

Manteo boasts no “box stores” and no hard liquor.  At first, I was a bit disappointed when I could not order my signature Bloody Mary at Poor Richard’s, but the deli sandwich made up for it.  Didn’t miss those golden arches, that’s for certain.  

We sat next to a park ranger named Tim at the bar, and thanks to him we ended up spending the next morning at Bodie Island Light Station #380.  

John Gaskill signs my book in exchange for a hug : )

Tim had told us about John Gaskill and we were both eager to meet him and pick up a copy of his book, John Gaskill Remembers.  Mr. Gaskill is the son of the last lighthouse keeper on Bodie Island and can be found signing books and answering questions at Bodie Island Visitor Center, which is located in the home he grew up in.  This man is fascinating as well as delightful.  Hard to believe he is ninety-four!  Can’t wait to dig in to his book.  

Mr. Gaskill with his "most favorite boss ever", Jami Lanier, USNPS

Tim told us all about John Gaskill, but didn’t mention that he himself would be leading a guided tour that day as well.  He had recently transferred to Cape Hatteras, so I was pretty impressed at how much Tim knew about the local flora, fauna, etc. etc.  Tim, thank you so much – you are great at what you do!  

On a Marsh Discovery Walk with Ranger Tim Cassidy

My dinky camera does not do the marsh justice (camera is on the Christmas List : ) I tried to get a decent shot of the blue crabs skittering sideways through the water but no such luck.  Believe me when I say this place is beautiful.   

Cape Hatteras Heron

Bodie Island Lighthouse is in the process of being preserved; if you love lighthouses, you will want to see what this one looks like normally, and find out more about it here.   

Preserving Bodie Island Light Station

We met a volunteer couple (Latta and Janice Johnson) while on our marsh walk who just happen to be from Chattanooga, Tennessee.  This is so exciting to me, why?  Because as of November, we will be on a six month sit just outside of Chattanooga!  We are hoping to catch a fall cruise on their river boat, The Southern Belle before it docks for the winter.   

Meanwhile, back in the town of Manteo…did I show you the view from our digs at The Roanoke?  This is basically what you see from the porch…  

Lighthouse at Shallowbag Bay

And a bit further down the boardwalk and you find yourself across from this beauty…  

The Elizabeth II at dusk

Local Authors featured at Manteo Booksellers

As per usual, we found ourselves a great indie bookstore, Manteo Booksellers.  I came across a Leonard Cohen book I’d never seen before, Beautiful Losers written in 1966.  Mr. Cohen, I love your songwriting, your songs, and the artists you collaborate with. I have for decades now.  But what is up with this book? Yikes…Right. My point is that this particular bookseller certainly knew his/her stuff – a truly unique selection.   

Baskets for sale outside a Manteo shop

It is hard to get a feel for a place when you are spending only a night or two.  I did feel very at peace here and would recommend it more as a romantic spot for couples (or a calming place to find oneself, or an educational spot for those who cherish marine life) than a place you would go to party.   For that, you might go to, say, Okracoke.  Which just happens to be our next stop.

Road Trip 2010 (Still in Progress)

The Soapbox Laundro-Lounge, Wilmington, NC

I am a bit, ahem, behind on the posts.  Not pleased with myself, but in my defense, it has been truly nonstop since we reached Colorado (no excuses for NC, TN, and OK aside from having too much fun to focus on anything technological). 

Sometimes we have wireless, sometimes cell service, but never at the same time and never when I am sitting still : )  Hope you all don’t give up on me, because I have lots of fun stories to tell!  For those we have seen on the road, stay tuned for pics – promise!  XOX, V&P