Vacation, day 5: After the storm

Sunrise on the Eastern Shore of Maryland

With daylight, we could see how well our camping structures had fared through the night.  Others were not so fortunate.

The people who were camping here had left more than an hour before the arrival of the storm. They came back to loss and destruction. I’m not sure how 3 people slept in that tent last night, or if they gave up like others and got a motel room.

Beautiful green pavilion in background -- destroyed

I credit my husband’s wisdom and skill that we still have a canopy, tent and a “screen house.”  I also must credit my oldest son, who spent the entire storm inside the empty, dark tent. He held the sides up, pushing back against the wind.  It wasn’t a fun experience for him. In fact, he was (understandably) angry that we were laughing while he was inside the tent not knowing what was happening outside.  All he could hear was the booming of the wind and our shouts and laughter while he was doing his best to keep the tent from collapsing.

By 7am, we were breaking camp and loading up the vehicles. Everything wet and sandy went into the rig with the bikes and boogie boards. (The canopy, tent, and “screen house” would be set up to dry at home.) Everything dry-ish and clean-ish went into the van.
We said goodbye to the ponies…


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And then we drove to Ocean City, MD, to find a hot breakfast.  “Bambi” –our GPS– told us to turn left onto Boardwalk. We were driving at the time.

We aren’t boardwalk kind of people, and there really wasn’t any decent place to take a grubby family for breakfast there anyway.  (And by decent I mean inexpensive good food.) But look what we found a few blocks away!

They didn’t just serve donuts and coffee… we were able to get a good, hot breakfast (eggs! toast! bacon! pancakes!) before tackling the long drive home.

It almost made the grouchy ones forgive us for making them ride through the storm at the campsite instead of safely in a building.

And then we drove across  the Bay Bridge.


*Bridge photos taken by the front seat passenger, NOT the driver!

It was scarier driving the other direction on Monday.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig!

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11 responses to “Vacation, day 5: After the storm

  1. what a great vacation! i have always wanted to see the ponies!!

  2. I think it would be fun to ride out the storm in the tent. Very adventurous.

  3. Wow.. you guys had quite the adventure. I’m sure glad you’re all safe and sound.

  4. I admire your courage, as I would have been the first one to break everything down and head for a building somewhere far inland. But I’m a wimp and you clearly are not!

    Gotta say your ability to tell a story is refreshing. So many vacation entries on so many blogs are so very, I don’t know, similar. They include pictures, but with little substance or spirit to go along with them. Yours, on the other hand, make me feel as if I’ve been along on the journey. You’re a really strong storyteller, and it’s especially evident here.

    Of course, now I want to go Right There, too 🙂

  5. Oh, now I want to go see the ponies! But you still won’t get me to ride out a storm in a tent 😉

  6. Your guys look really tired in that last picture. 🙂 But I´m sure they will remember this vacation adventure for a long time.

  7. Awwww… bless his heart! Keeping that tent up all by himself! Wouldn’t a brother join him so THEY could laugh too? That’s just sad… You guys DID have a fun … and WILD… vacation though! YAY!

  8. Bambi…ROFLMAO!!! Too funny. How cool to ride out the storm. I did that during Hurricane Alicia in Houston. Of course we were in my apartment. We BBQ baloney. It’s all I had to eat LOL Love all the photos. What a fabulous trip 🙂 Have a great weekend 🙂

  9. I am so glad you got to see the ponies up close and personal.

    Now, tell your boys that if you’d all abandoned the tents and gone to a motel, they wouldn’t have those great stories to tell to their friends about how abused they are.

  10. Even with the storm and all, that place sure looks beautiful. I’ve never been to that part of the Atlantic coast – it looks lovely.