Delmarva

Once upon a time, not so long ago, a traveler drove a rented car from Norfolk VA, across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel up into the Delmarva Peninsula. It’s a very different place. People often drive through the peninsula, like me, on their way somewhere…Rehoboth Beach maybe, a weekend in Ocean City MD, to Lewes to catch the ferry to Cape May NJ. On this particular journey, the traveler had no timetable. The traveler decided to meander around the peninsula for three days.

On day one, the traveler found a 1950s era Norman Bates style motel establishment. A diner next door made the accommodation choice tempting. The traveler decided to make the motel base of operations for the next three days. The coffee at the diner tasted fresh, the waitress was a good travel guide, and the lemon meringue pie came in large slices with little dew drops of sugar on the beige surface. Grits with breakfast reminded the traveler that this was the south, south Delaware, just north of Salisbury, Maryland.