{"id":2115,"date":"2011-03-30T22:28:35","date_gmt":"2011-03-31T03:28:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/?p=2115"},"modified":"2011-12-06T15:53:29","modified_gmt":"2011-12-06T20:53:29","slug":"spring-rain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/?p=2115","title":{"rendered":"Spring Rain"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!-- p { margin-bottom: 0.08in; } --><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Road Trip \u2013 Day 3 Wednesday, March 30th<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">We enjoyed a pleasant night in Virginia Beach and wondered if the resort was over-crowded in the summer.  We enjoyed the Residence Inn&#8217;s free breakfast and checked out about 10:30.  It was a pleasant drive south along Atlantic Avenue and then west across the bridge on Route 149.  The weather forecast predicted rain for the next two days, so we debated the options.  The Outer Banks and Cape Hatteras were exposed to the elements and were really outdoor places to visit.  Neither of us wanted to \u201cbail out\u201d now, so we proceeded with our original plan to follow the coastal route south.  We decided to go to the Outer Banks despite the gentle rain that was falling on the windshield.  There was a more \u201cinteresting\u201d route on the map, but it involved another ferry ride and we decided it would not be much fun in the rain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3363.resized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2198\" title=\"DSC_3363.resized\" src=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3363.resized.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"448\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>Sunrise Over the Atlantic<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Our journey continued on Princess Anne Road which went through a suburban area for about half an hour all the way to Route 168 South.  We crossed into North Carolina just north of a village called Moyock.  There was a Welcome Center at the side of the road and we stopped for a map of North Carolina.  Armed with maps, printed information, and freebies, we continued south to Kitty Hawk on the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  We drove across the narrow bridge over the wide Intercoastal Waterway and onto the barrier island.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3367.resized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2199\" title=\"DSC_3367.resized\" src=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3367.resized.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"448\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>Desolate Beach Community<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Here was another \u201cbeach community\u201d but not like the other colonies we saw in New Jersey, Delaware, or Maryland.  The houses were smaller and all of them were on stilts.  They were not freshly painted, but were covered by dark \u201cweathered\u201d brown boards.  The houses along the Atlantic Ocean side were nestled in the sand and seemed to be part of the sand bars, like driftwood cast along the high-water line on the beach.  We wondered how the houses survived the constant winds and storms and hurricanes of this region.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3369.resized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2200\" title=\"DSC_3369.resized\" src=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3369.resized.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"448\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>A Beach House Overlooking the Atlantic<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">After another web-search of local hotels, we settled on a Hilton Garden Inn just north of Kitty Hawk.  It was a clean and comfortable high-rise hotel located on the beach.  Our room had a side-ways view of the sand and surf.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">The weather deteriorated as the day progressed.  By the time we were ready for lunch, rain was falling heavily.  Jeff found a North Carolina bar-b-que restaurant across the street from the hotel and we drove there in the pouring rain.  The lunch special at High Cotton was $5.99 for a meat entr\u00e9e (pork or chicken), hush puppies, and two sides.  The most interesting choices of sides were: chicken &amp; pastry, collard greens, and Brunswick stew.  Jeff quickly looked up the stew on his iPhone so we knew what it was. <\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3370.resized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2201\" title=\"DSC_3370.resized\" src=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3370.resized.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"448\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>North Virginia Dare Trail<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> According to Wikipedia, Brunswick stew is a traditional southeastern dish made up of a variety of vegetables (okra, corn, lima beans, tomatoes, etc) and meat: squirrel, rabbit, chicken, etc.  I ordered it anyway.  It was a veggie stew with a few chunks of meat.  I didn&#8217;t ask what kind of meat!  I thought since there weren&#8217;t many trees in the Outer Banks there probably weren&#8217;t too many squirrels.  Jeff said it tasted like &#8216;possum.  But what does he know?  He&#8217;s a city boy from NY.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3385.resized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2202\" title=\"DSC_3385.resized\" src=\"https:\/\/gallivantinggrandma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/DSC_3385.resized.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"448\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>Life Saving Station<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">After lunch, I suggested that we take a ride north to Duck, North Carolina.  It was raining very hard by this time and it was quite windy.  The temperature had reached 44 degrees, so it was still cold.  We drove for a little while, but then decided to return to the hotel to stay dry and warm.  We hunkered down for the night, listening to the rain and wind, and were glad that we weren&#8217;t camping.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Road Trip \u2013 Day 3 Wednesday, March 30th We enjoyed a pleasant night in Virginia Beach and wondered if the resort was over-crowded in the summer. We enjoyed the Residence Inn&#8217;s free breakfast and checked out about 10:30. 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