Wow, it’s been almost three weeks since our blown tire! A lot has changed for us since then, and we’re already planning the next stretch of our journey. Since our time in New Hampshire, we have landed pretty close to home in Bethany Beach, DE. Our original plan was to arrive at my parent’s beach house here a few days before July 4th to spend the weekend, head to Baltimore for a few weeks to work, and hit the road again after my cousin’s wedding at the end of July. As we have very quickly learned, things don’t always go exactly as you plan!
After our time in New Hampshire, we found ourselves spending most nights “camping” in parking lots, since free camping is few and far between in the North East, and our gas money was dwindling quickly. It’s great to have a safe and well-lit place to stay, but we began to feel frustrated, and as if we were killing time until heading home in a few weeks.
The decision to accelerate our trip down the East coast came in two parts – first, I had fond memories of a trip with my family to Cape Cod, Massachusetts when I was very young, and had a vision of re-creating the trip with my husband. Unfortunately, we didn’t do our research (is this becoming a theme?), and found out once we arrived in the area that almost all beaches in Massachusetts are pay to park, pay to enter, and non-dog-friendly. I was craving some beach time, but three strikes and we were out.
Wondering where to go next, I had a feeling in the back of my mind that we would head towards Bethany, but didn’t say anything to Dan because I almost felt like we were giving up by heading home earlier than we anticipated.
The second part of our decision came on Father’s Day when I called my dad in the morning. I told him how our trip was going and how I was feeling, and the first thing he said was, “why don’t you head to the beach house?”.
At first I said no, we couldn’t. It was two weeks earlier than we planned to come home, there were still things to see, and we weren’t ready to call time-out on our adventure just yet. But, as I said, plans change. My dad said some things about showers, air conditioning, and us being welcome anytime, and even though I didn’t let on quite yet, he convinced me before we hung up. It took a little convincing from me, but Dan was on board soon after, and we arrived in Delaware late that same night.
We didn’t arrive home in Baltimore, but pulling up to my parent’s house felt like a huge sigh of relief that I didn’t know I needed. I had been feeling homesick and this was just what I had been missing. We showered immediately (it had been a while), and woke up the next day in vacation mode.
So, here we are! Or, here I am really. After two months of being together almost 24/7, Dan left yesterday to head home to Baltimore to work for a few weeks like we planned. The goodbye was way more difficult than I anticipated, but I made the decision to stay here and work at the beach instead of going back home. I cried like a baby when Dan pulled off in the van, but we both know that we need this time to build up some money so we can continue our adventure.
This is only a small piece of the next part of our journey, and we can’t wait to get started! We’ll be heading West and starting a whole new chapter, so stay tuned! In the meantime, come see me at the beach, or visit Dan at Superpawn! The journey continues soon. Thanks for reading 🙂