Day 20 – Mystic to Boston

Hi there..we started off the morning with a hearty serving of Aimee’s pancakes. Those of you that have tasted them know that these are fantastic, one of my favorite things she cooks. I always request them! Being the fact that we were camping, she used a Vita Mix to aid in the blending of the ingredients..yes, these are from scratch!

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After eating, we packed up the camper and got it ready for travel so that we could make a quick getaway when we returned. We headed down to Mystic Seaport. Mystic is a small town in Connecticut of off I-95. It’s home to an old seaport and is still active today building wooden ships. We parked in the parking lot for the seaport visitor center when I looked in the back of the truck. I realized that I had left the tailgate down and low and behold my grey water portable tank had fallen out on the road some point between here and the campground. These tanks aren’t that cheap and it was a gracious gift from Santa this past year, so I had to get it back. We got back into the truck and hurriedly retraced our steps. We found it around the first turn we took, someone had graciously pulled it off of the road and it wasn’t damaged. Sorry folks but I missed a Kodak moment of Aimee picking it up off the side of the road while blocking traffic πŸ˜€

After finding the tank, we headed back the to the seaport and parked. We walked around the shops and museum, but found the museum a tad expensive. Since we only had a couple hours to kill we decided to bypass. Below are some pictures from the seaport.

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Above is a rowing boat like the one used in the olympics, this thing is huge!

Next, we headed to downtown Mystic. For those that are Julia Roberts fans probably know that Mystic Pizza is the movie she debuted in. Well, Mystic is the town that the movie was filmed in. You can probably recognize the drawbride..

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Of course we had to eat at Mystic Pizza, where Julia’s character worked. The pizza was average, couldn’t touch what we had in New York.

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Aimee had a pepperoni pizza and I had the special, spaghetti and meatballs pizza which was definitely different from anything I’ve ever had..

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After eating a quick lunch, we walked the downtown area. There were tons of cool shops. One of our favorites that we found in Charleston, SC was the Spice and Tea Exchange…so we had to pop in and buy some spices and salts…

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Those of you that love to cook, definitely check one out, you can smell different spices and salts. The also create blends of the salts and spices for some different takes on seasonings, it’s pretty awesome. The stores are spread out in different cities in the US, there’s even one in New Orleans..
Our time was up in Mystic, great New England shipping town. We headed back to the campground and were soon headed to Boston.

The drive from Mystic to Boston only took 2 hours. During the drive, Aimee and I jammed out to the Phantom of the Opera sound track, we were reliving our broadway show. In Boston, we had made previous arrangements to stay with a friend, Frank. Frank lives in the Winthrop area of Boston, which is on the beach and has great views of the Atlantic Ocean. We arrived in Boston right at 5 pm, which I was dreading because of 5 o’clock traffic but actually traffic wasn’t that bad. About a decade a go, Boston removed all of there elevated interstate ways and built tunnels underground. This probably is the reason traffic moved so swiftly through the Boston area.

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We arrived at Frank’s and were able to finigle the camper into his driveway, recognition to Frank and Aimee for the assistance. We met up with some other friends of Frank, Ada, Camille, and Brian, and we all went to dinner at a local italian and seafood joint. It was great, way to much food to eat in one sitting, but we had a little of everything. Lobster salad, Parmesan meatball sub, clam chowder, mac’n cheese.

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We returned to Frank’s and caught up a bit more. Soon, it was time for bed. I was actually able to enjoy a nice long hot shower without having to turn the water off. Those of you who camp in an RV know what I’m talking about. We turned into bed awaiting the next day’s adventures of Boston…until tomorrow, Bon Soir!

Day 19 – Tolls, Tolls, Tolls, and Submarines

Hi there, today we left New York. We packed up the camper and hit the road. If anyone has driven through downtown Jersey City/Hoboken area then you can sympathize with me. Driver’s here are crazy! We had just left the campground and were behind a line of cars going up a one way street. All of a sudden the light turned to red and most of the cars in front of us sped through the light, all but the one right in front of us. She did speed up but then slammed her brakes right before the intersection and actually went 5 feet into the intersection. So I’m towing 6,500 lbs and the truck weights 10,000 lbs, do the math, it doesn’t stop on a dime. When I saw her brake lights, I locked up and skidded. Fortunately, there was a turning lane to the left of me and I was able to do a controlled skid into that lane (thankful for Shell putting me through Defensive Driving Class). When I stopped, the truck cab was parallel with her car. I looked over and the look on her face was “what the hell is wrong with you!” like I was the one at fault. I voiced a few choice words in her direction and then we went our separate ways.

We continue driving and finally arrived on the New Jersey Turnpike north. For those who remember, this is the turnpike that cost us 40 bucks to cross. Well, this time, it only cost us $7.50, phew! I asked the toll booth operator if there were any more tolls, he replied, that’s all…for New Jersey, uh-oh. We drove on into New York. When we got to New York, we were directed to take the George Washington Bridge. We crawled over because of the traffic, but it gave us a chance to take in the architecture of the bridge.
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After the bridge, Boom!, another toll booth. I knew this one was going to be bad, a regular car is $13. I drove up to the operator, she looked at me, then looked at the camper, “$37 please”, Yeaozza! I asked her if there were anymore tolls, she said she didn’t know. Here’s a picture of me after the tolls drained the cash from my wallet, even Roux is upset!
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We drove a little further, then the GPS requested that I turn on New York Throughway, my heart dropped. The little driving I’ve done up here, I realize now when a road has a fancy name, like turnpike or throughway, it means “they want your money” πŸ˜€ This toll wasn’t as bad, only $3, phew! Don’t worry, this road isn’t finished with us yet.
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After driving a bit, I kept seeing a sign that said “Cars Only”. There’s three classes of vehicles up here, Cars, Trucks, and Buses, I guess we kinda fit between all three which is confusing because I don’t know which roads/lanes to go on and which to stay off of. I kept driving, then in the corner of my eye, I saw a red flashing sign that said “You don’t meet height requirements, exit now!” uh-oh. I swerved through 3 lanes of traffic to get to the exit to avoid having the top of my camper become a tuna can lid! Now Aimee and I were in the Bronx on a regular neighborhood street and my GPS yelling, “U-turn, U-Turn, U-turn”. It was at that point I cried a tear.

No worries, we found a school yard and parked the camper, thank God it was a Sunday. We both pulled our phones out and starting figuring out which back roads we needed to take to get back to I-95. After about 10 mins, we had a plan and Aimee navigated me back to the interstate without even saying “U-turn” πŸ˜€ I love that woman!

Soon we were in Connecticut.
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We exited at the first rest area we came too. After that haring experience, I think we both needed a break. One thing I will give these Yanks, is that they know how to design a rest area. Up here, interstates don’t have rest areas, they have food courts and mall bathrooms with full truck refueling station…nice!! You can get every convenience you need at the rest areas. We had lunch in the camper before getting back on the road.

We drove for another hour or so then we were at our next campgournd, Seaport Campground. We quickly set up our campsight.
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We left the campground and headed to the Submarine Force Museum. This is a free museum and is solely dedicated to telling the history of submarines. This museum also houses the Nautilus, which you also get to tour, pretty sweet. I had a coworker of mine tell me about the museum, thanks Bill! 20130819-110533.jpg20130819-110540.jpg20130819-110547.jpg
This next picture is pretty cool. The inner ring is the actual diameter of the Holland Class of submarines, these are from the turn of the 20th century. The holland class submarines were actually purchased from a private entity. The outer ring is the actual diameter of the Ohio Class, the current submarines we are using today…big difference!
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They had some actual control rooms and periscopes you could use. The periscope actually looked over the harber, pretty cool!
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The next picture, is a replica of the first submarine. A scientist in 1700s developed a vessel that could sneak up to ships and install a dynamite charge into the hull of the ship. This was actually used during the revolutionary war.
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Next we toured the USS Nautilus. The Nautilus is actually named after the submarine in Jules Verne’s book, 20,000 leagues under the sea. Verne wrote the book in the 1800s, 100 years before the Nautilus was constructed. In the book, he predicts that humans will use submarines in the future in warfare, pretty cool tribute I’d say. The Nautilus was the first nuclear submarine and the first submarine to reach the North Pole. It’s an impressive sight..
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The quarters are definitely tight, check out the manways and bunks…and Aimee’s best side πŸ˜€
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I highly recommend a visit to the museum if your ever in the area. We left the museum and went grocery shopping for a few items. We grabbed a redbox movie and had a quiet movie night. “42” is a great movie if you haven’t seen it yet. Aimee whipped up left overs and some more fresh tomatoes, delicious!

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That’s all for now, until tomorrow, Bon Jour!

Day 18 – Farmer’s Market and “Here Comes the Bride”

Hi there, Aimee and I had an easy morning this morning. After all the long days of sightseeing, it was nice to sleep in and chill. After we dressed, we headed down to a farmer’s market that Aimee found. It was small, but still had some nice produce, flowers, and crafts. We picked up some tomatoes, onions, jalapeΓ±os, and some other fruits and vegetables.

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The market lacked a couple of other items on our list so we headed to a mundane grocery store. When we returned to the camper, Aimee whipped up some bacon, eggs, and fresh tomatoes, it was delicious.
After finishing up brunch, it was time to start getting ready for Chris and Christine’s wedding. I first met Chris and Christine at Shell, we were hired in around the same time. We attended alot of training together. We also worked through all the oddities that you are met with when you are a newbie. We had a ton of fun the first years in Shell and they are still close friends of ours to this day.

The wedding was set in a remote area of New Jersey. We hit a little traffic on the way so we were a little late getting there, sorry Christine! The wedding was amazing and the reception a big party. The food was fantastic and the band rocked out, they even had a Vodka Luge. For those of you that don’t know what that is, its an ice sculpture/vodka bar. A bartender poured out a shot and it slid down the sculpture. By the time it reached the bottom, it was ice cold! Aimee really enjoyed the mango vodka!

After a night of dancing, eating, and catching up with old friends, it was time to head back to the campground. Unfortunately, we hit traffic again at almost midnight. I don’t know how you New Englander’s do it, way to much traffic for my blood!

Well that’s all for Day 18, until tomorrow, Bon Jour!