From Maryland to Pennsylvania

      Saturday was moving day, so although tired from our sightseeing excursions, we packed up our things and left Cherry Hill Park in College Park, Maryland with a mixed feelings -- looking forward to slowing down the pace and yet contemplating the many exciting things we had seen and experienced in Washington, D.C.



      It was a beautiful day to drive the Beltway, with traffic as light as we had seen it.  We actually never came to a complete stop.  But about ten miles south of Baltimore in the southbound lane, we noticed flashing lights ahead and a line of traffic that stretched for miles behind it.  On its side appeared to be a dump truck.  We counted our blessings that we were not sitting in that aftermath.




      We crossed the border into Pennsylvania, where Valerie got her camera out and went into barn watch.  She loves to photograph barns as we drive along the countryside, so expect to see more than usual in the blog for awhile.

      The hope was to stay at the Harrisburg East RV Park, but we were told they had no room for us until Sunday evening due to an alpaca show in town.  We found the Hollywood Casino in nearby Grantville accommodating, although we had to move once due to the anticipated high attendance at the horse races Saturday evening.

      In need of diesel fuel and fresh water, we stopped at a nearby Pilot, where the discounted price was a painful $4.11/gallon.  The rolling hills provided a nice change of scenery, but the wind was gusty to the extent we felt the need to put down our roof-mounted satellite dish.


      Aside from the Captain having one of his unexplained anxiety attacks, our overnight stay at the casino proved quiet and peaceful, and we look forward to the Epic Buffet Brunch inside to celebrate George's birthday.

      Safe travels and great adventures!