Back in NJ

Well, we are tired but happily back in the bosom of our family. Bob and I left Starr Hill Vineyard and Winery in western PA this morning at 7:15 am. The weather was lovely and the roads were mostly quite good, but it seemed like a long trip nonetheless. We stopped for fuel 50 miles down the road, then stopped again for lunch, at which point we discovered the battery on the car had died. Bob jumped it and let it run for 15 minutes while we ate our lunch. We will have to check out why this has happened on occasion.

Our brakes did well, so that was a good thing to be sure!

Finally we saw the City of Brotherly Love ahead of us. I was happy to see Philadelphia's skyline at last (ignore the bug splatters on the windshield that show up as dirt spots on the photo.)

Just a few minutes later we were crossing the Walt Whitman Bridge into NJ and before we knew it we were pulling in to our daughter's driveway.

Our afternoon was filled with family as we told stories and caught up with everyone's lives. Even with the communication advancements of this modern age, there's nothing like being face to face.

We delighted in the new electrical hookups that allow us to run the air conditioners in the coach. It makes a huge difference. And since we have been directing mail here in anticipation of the visit we have a huge stack to go through. All in good time. Now to rest up a bit because I like to see my eldest grandson before he leaves for the bus stop at 7:15 tomorrow. It's good to be back, if only for a few weeks.