Keep On Truckin' One Last Day

Between Nashville and Philadelphia we saw nothing but trucks.  Sometimes we felt as though we were the only car on the road. Occasionally, there was also rain.  We passed by a truck that had been on fire in the opposite lane; all that was left was a skeleton of the trailer.

Suddenly the traffic on our side of the road came to an abrupt halt.  We knew this had to be due to an accident of some kind but were not sure quite what.  Veering slightly to the left, we are able to see that a large tractor-trailer had slid across the slick road and was blocking both lanes.  Just before we had resigned ourselves to sitting there for hours, another truck decided to go around it on the grass in the median, carving a path for the rest of us.  We kept our fingers crossed that we would be able to get by before the police and rescue equipment arrived, since we knew they would take hours to clear up the mess.  We did, and made our escape to Lexington, Virginia unscathed.

The hotel in Lexington was just a Hampton Inn, but surprisingly, rather luxurious.  The main house, which held the registration office, was a beautiful, brick 1827 Manor house.  The rest of the hotel was also brick, built in the same style.  We were amused by one of the roads on the property labeled "horse traffic only, cars prohibited".

We spent a nice night there, and made our way to Blue Bell, Pennsylvania, the next day to stay with my sister and her family for a couple of nights.  On Thursday night we had a Seder celebrating the first night of Passover, which was actually on Friday night, but we did it a day early since that was the only day my niece was able to take off from work. A number of Paula's Jewish and non-Jewish friends attended.  It was most enjoyable, and we had delicious food.

On Saturday morning we realized we were actually heading home, after almost 6 weeks on the road.  It was an odd feeling - both greatly anticipated and somewhat disappointing that we couldn't continue our adventure for an indefinite period of time.  We reached home a little after 4 PM, and within an hour were on our way out again to another Seder at a friend's house in Acton. We had another enjoyable evening with a completely different group of friends, and finally settled back into our home around 10 PM.  It felt a little odd looking around at the walls that should have been familiar to us but were not, and we stayed up quite late doing this and that, but around 1 AM settled very nicely into our own bed.

And so to sleep.