It's an Eastern Delicacy

Trip Start Jun 03, 2008
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Trip End Aug 12, 2008


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Roamer's Retreat

Flag of United States  , Maryland
Friday, July 18, 2008

In an effort to avoid traffic, we left our campsite a little later in the morning.  At least we tried to avoid the traffic, but there is just no getting around it in DC.  Anyway, we made our way next door to Maryland where we took a scenic detour to St. Michael's.  A small town along the coast of Maryland where blue crabs are plentiful and an Eastern delicacy sought after by people worldwide. 

We dropped Monica off at a wayside rest area and made our way to St. Michael's in the PT.  It was a quaint town with numerous shops and restaurants.  It was way past lunch time and we had decided to eat some blue crab as Ellen promised her dad she would try them when they got to Maryland.  This was a new adventure for both of the adult Griswolds and the children wanted nothing to do with it.  We got a dozen to split and had a lesson on shelling them from the waiter.  It was an extremely unpleasant task to shell the buggers and when all was said and done the amount of work involved to get to the meat of it was only a small part of this dissatisfying event.  The small wooden mallet used to crack the shells did a nice job of spraying the kids with crab juice and the morsel of crab meat that one gets from the hand sized crab just didn't seem worth the effort of removing guts, lungs and other smelly things that were otherwise disgusting.  The kids were so horrified with the pile of shells and guts on the table they wanted to move to another table to avoid loosing their lunch.

After making it through all 12 crabs (thank goodness for the pickles and cheese) we went to the water's edge and found some jellyfish moving about as well as some large yachts.  It was a fabulous area where restoration of old buildings was clearly important to the people there, which made for a nice walk about town. 

We found our way back to Monica (which sounds easier than it was....couldn't remember where we left her) and decided to head towards Philly.  Ellen realized after looking at the map that there really weren't any campsites near Philly so she started to call some that appeared to be close....and they were all full.  So we decided to stay at Roamer's Retreat outside of Lancaster County, which happened to be a back track for us.  Not only was it a back track, but the only direct way to get there was on small roads that wind through the fields and woods of PA.  The roads seemed to get more narrow, more curvaceous and thick with trees that overhang and scrape the top of the RV the further we went.  We also missed a turn and had to disconnect the car and turn Monica around in some farmer's driveway.  The roads had become so unbearable to travel on, we decided to bail on the direct route and get to a larger road, but we still had to get to the bigger road.  Our first bridge that we couldn't fit under....11'10" (we happen to measure 12'6").  Thank goodness for the truck route and awareness, which added an additional 30 minutes onto this excruciating drive through the twists and turns of PA roads.  What should have been a 2 hour drive via mileage became a 5 hour thrill ride that neither Clark or Ellen would volunteer to take again.  It literally left both of them in a cold sweat.

On Highway 30 we found our campground and setup in the dark (now 9pm).  We were never so glad to be in a campground before.  
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