Sorrowful and spent from the experience of Gettysburg, I turned to my favorite mind-clearing activity--driving. My Prius has become my sanctuary--the movement, the music, the views of a beautiful country--they work together to soothe my body and my brain. I sing, I dance, I laugh, and I go wherever the road takes me, all with a sense of anticipation. What lies beyond the bend?
I headed north and while crossing the Susquehanna River to Harrisburg, I quickly made exit to find a place to explore, settling in at Fort Hunter Park.
Drenched with nature, I continued on my way, passing through Hershey...
arriving in the City of Reading...
where I stayed at the Abraham Lincoln Hotel...
I drove through Allentown and Bethlehem, and I didn't even notice when I had crossed into New Jersey…probably because I was too busy taking in my surroundings.
Dear readers, get off of the interstate highways. I mean, they are great when you are in a hurry, and I admit that I had to use the interstate for the latter part of this drive into New York, but you can't see the towns--the houses and the people and the stores and the roads and the bridges and the schools and the parks and the American flags--when you drive on an interstate highway.
Speaking of…Agggghhhhh! I jumped on an interstate highway and stressfully hurried my way into New York, only to come to a full stop, waiting about 30 minutes to get through a tunnel into the city at a cost of $13. Ugh. But I enjoyed the drive through the city and finally worked my way into Yonkers, where I spent a restful evening in the home of a friend.
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| Check out this backyard. |
Did I say restful? I slept for about 12 hours…because for two days, I had been tripping…
julie
