I left the beautiful mountain weather Tuesday afternoon and headed northeast. With a stopover in Staunton, Virginia to break up the trip, I have now arrived in Atlantic City. I keep forgetting how long a drive it is coming from the Mountains and dealing with the I-95 traffic. I swear this is the last time I'm driving it myself and not looking forward to the drive back to Florida. If I'm tempted again to make the Linville/Atlantic City run, please direct me to this post to refresh my memory. One of the places I stopped for gas today was in Woodstock, Virginia (not the famous Woodstock). It reminded me that many years ago - probably in the 1970's - Tom and I after visiting his brother and wife in Charleston SC, all four of us then drove together to Pittsburgh to visit his parents. The water pump broke on the trip and they couldn't get the part until the next morning. We all slept in our car inside the garage bay. Not many photo ops today so just some pictures to remind me of the drive and stops I made along the way.
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