As Sam and I had become a bit overwhelmed looking at routing to New York through the direction of Baltimore and Philadelphia. We decided that since neither of us really wanted to spend much time in those cities on this trip, it actually made more sense to head back the way I had come, across the Chesapeake Bridge, and go across the peninsula to a ferry that would take us to Cape May, New Jersey. The ride out of DC was equally enjoyable as on the way in and, when I arrived, it turns out Sam had met Paul, a friend I had made in Annapolis the first time. Small world! We hung out and chatted, got to meet another fellow bicycle adventuress from the region, and had some snacks. Then, Sam and I meandered over to Mary's place of work, as she and Bill were kind enough to agree to host me a second time. It was great to see a familiar face and, with some finagling of the bike rack Mary's friend had offered, we drove over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and back to their place in Greensboro. While I had been very fortunate finding a comfortable lift westward over the bridge, it was great to not have to deal with getting a pair people and bikes across via hitchhiking (especially at rush-hour), so thanks for being so accommodating, Mary!
I really enjoyed being back in the Leavell's home for the evening, and even got to meet Sheryl, a fourth family member (or sixth, if counting Brandie and Snowball). With murder-filled options for Sam (his terminology for meat, not mine), delicious vegetable-filled quinoa pilaf, and ice cream with crazy coconut toppings, we went to sleep with our stomachs full of food and the feeling of contentment that comes with joining a warm family at their dinner table. Thanks for a great second visit!
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