DC Trip Take Two: If
you haven’t read part one of our trip, scroll down and check it out. Otherwise, continue on…
Antietam: Just a
quick drive from Harper’s Ferry is the Antietam battle site. If you have seen the movie, Glory, you will recognize this as where
the movie opened. It is such a sad story
of a battle where about 23,000 soldiers died, were wounded or went missing. Exiting the car, I immediately had a pit in
my stomach, which was never eased until we left the site. One of my favorite parts was climbing up the
huge tower and seeing the views from all four sides. There is also a cute town nearby with ice
cream. The drive on Harper’s Ferry Road from
Antietam to Sandy Hook was just incredible.
It was a curvy, narrow road surrounded by trees, and it felt so
relaxing, yet exhilarating to drive on it.
Monticello: The next
day, we woke up early, checked out of our hotel, and began our journey
home. First stop-Monticello, home of
Thomas Jefferson. This is a place my
husband has always dreamed of going, and I was so excited to acquiesce to his
request. I can’t tell you how wonderful
this place was. Although it was hot,
humid, and relatively expensive for our family of four ($110), I believe it was
worth every penny. There aren’t huge
signs or fanfare leading up to the property, but a secluded drive through a
forest of trees. Once you get there
parking is lush, green and shaded. You
pay and are taken up by a shuttle for your house tour. The tour guides are so kind and knowledgeable. The house exterior was beautiful, and the
view was breathtaking. He leveled the
top of the mountain for the property, and one can see miles of green and blue
hillside shrouded in mist in the distance.
Each room was filled with inventions from way before their time, and my
vintage loving self could not soak in enough, especially the dining room. A garden tour and slavery tour are also
included with the price of admission.
His gardens made me drool with envy, and I saw my first artichoke plant
in real life while there. The slavery
tour was humbling, as their lives must have been so incredibly hard. I couldn’t fathom being separated from my
family, let alone the food rations, the forced labor, or other worse atrocities
they endured. After trying out our
calligraphy hand and buying some ice cream for our son, we headed down the
secluded trail to Thomas Jefferson’s burial ground. It is a private cemetery still visited by
his relatives, and there were flowers on his and his family’s graves.
VA: After Monticello, we found a Comfort Inn in nearby Charlottesville nestled among the trees. On the concierge’s recommendation, we visited Shadwell’s Restaurant, which was absolutely gorgeous and delicious. The photos on the wall were beautiful scenes from the nearby Appalachians. They even had a vegetarian Quinoa Burger, which my husband devoured. My daughter and I had the Spinach Manicotti, which was also delicious, and my son loved his salmon. We went back to the hotel and the pool was outdoor, but almost like swimming in a forest, due to all of the trees. It was such a wonderful close to a perfect day.
The walk up to Monticello
The back view while waiting for the Garden Tour
Jefferson's Garden (only a small portion)
I saw this pretty web on the tour, and in the middle was a little yellow spider.
The view (the picture doesn't do it justice)
VA: After Monticello, we found a Comfort Inn in nearby Charlottesville nestled among the trees. On the concierge’s recommendation, we visited Shadwell’s Restaurant, which was absolutely gorgeous and delicious. The photos on the wall were beautiful scenes from the nearby Appalachians. They even had a vegetarian Quinoa Burger, which my husband devoured. My daughter and I had the Spinach Manicotti, which was also delicious, and my son loved his salmon. We went back to the hotel and the pool was outdoor, but almost like swimming in a forest, due to all of the trees. It was such a wonderful close to a perfect day.
WV: The next day we officially began our journey home. We drove through West Virginia, which is so
picturesque, and I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to stop and visit one
of the little towns off the highway.
West Virginia was by far one of my favorite states to drive through on
the highway.
West Virginia Entering KT
KT: It was still
beautiful and green all the way through Kentucky. Kentucky has the horse capital of the world,
Lexington, but unfortunately, I only saw one horse. Both Lexington and Louisville were such
pretty cities to drive through, full of cool bridges, rivers, and neat
skylines. On the border of Kentucky and
Illinois, we ran out of gas two miles from the exit. It was so scary having Dan and the kids push
the car while I steered, thinking someone might hit them. We were almost to the exit. Thankfully, a woman with two of her friends
and her baby stopped and gave me a ride to get some gas.
I believe this is Lexington, KT.
IL: When we stopped
for the night, it was in Southern Illinois, which is very different from
Northern Illinois.
MO: The next leg of
our travel started with Missouri. Missouri
was also picturesque to drive through.
The trees started to dwindle out, and there were some pretty rock
formations. Both St. Louis and Kansas
City were fun to drive through, though we didn’t stop.
NE, IO: We kind of
drifted between the borders of these states, and didn’t really stop, but it
started to look more and more like what we are used to in North Dakota, being a
little more flat, and trees, but not quite as lush.
SD: One of my
absolute treasured memories of the trip home was Sioux Falls, SD. When we rolled into town, we went directly to
the falls and they did not disappoint. The
mist that rose from the falls almost smelled like the ocean. The downtown was so hip and beautiful. We ate at a restaurant called Crave, and we
were so glad we did. It was a beautiful
restaurant, and everyone there was dressed so nice, I felt a little self-conscious
as we had travelled all day and it showed.
The food was just as beautiful as the restaurant and people, and even
more delicious. Our heads rested well on
our pillows that night.
Sioux Falls, SD