Back from the Shenandoah

We had a peaceful time in the valley but it was not without its excitements.

Jo’s TomTom took us straight to the house so that we didn’t have to rely on the owners, Stan’s or Google’s directions. We arrived before the others so could absorb the peace.

The house has grown like topsey so it took Indra and I quite a while to find all the bedrooms and bathrooms. 

The next morning Stan nipped into town to get some doughnuts. We fiddled around deciding what to do that day and eventually trouped out to Stan's car to find that the doors were locked. With the key inside. He never locks his car at home and always leaves the keys in the well by the gear stick (except that it is an automatic). I drove Stan in our compact rental car into town to ask at a service station where we could get help and they said their man could do it. Which they did but it was not as easy as it would have been if the man had tried the passenger door first. So we went off to the local Civil War Museum which is stuffed full of the collection oF weapons, photos, uniforms and information of just one man. 

Going through it warranted a nap.

The next day Shirl and Indra stayed home while the rest of us went to the Carriage and Car museum at Luray Caverns. They missed a treat. Uncle Pat enjoyed this museum too. And everyone took an even longer nap.

A Westcott car

Stan had one of these at high school

I missed out on seeing Linda Marchant who had driven up from North Carolina to suss out possible places to move to. She almost made it to Luray but her lovely dog, Byrne, started to pass blood. They spent the night at an emergency vet and decided to rush her home to their vet who eventually said that she “just had hemorrhagic gastritis”. She is home now.

And we are back in DC. We are staying in the embassy area near DuPont Circle which is lovely.