Descriptions would not be complete without mock-biblical allusions to the floods, vermin and pestilence we encountered along the way. We would not be detered! I ate macaroni with Uncle Vinny, swam the width of Jupiter with da boyz, and hopped the Atlantic waves on North Carolina's outer banks. A worthy two weeks on the road -- though I wish we'd been able to see Joe and Phyllis in Orlando (but the day we were scheduled to get there is the day Charley the cat-5 hurricane arrived).
More later. Still getting settled.