Travel Chaotically! ~ Ramble continues, Maryland. Oh, my!

Only got a smidge lost on our walk to the Enterprise car rental.  Was dealt with by a hale and hearty dude who was nice enough.  Attained a beat up Toyota Corolla that could have been dirtier, though that would have taken a great deal of effort! (SO much more Enterprise drama later!!!) Anyhow - as they say - it is what it is!!  And we were off.  Not having traveled a block from the parkade we were almost crushed by a crazy old white man driving a large pickup.  While we (and a long line of traffic before and aft) were parked at a light, he decided he was turning across traffic and INTO me!!!  There was nowhere for me to go!  There was nowhere for him to go!  But, that DIDN'T STOP HIM!!!  Good grief! Luckily (????) I managed to give him just enough space and he was able to squeeze between and jump over a curb!  Old White Male Jerk-a-tude in action!!!

Meanwhile, this awesome old white dude - advocate for the world - and I, carried on.  Down and through Maryland.  Did you know there are very few people visible in or on most of the highways and by-ways in much of Maryland once you leave the coast??  Who knew?  But, before that, we:

Saw pretty harbors.

Walked on a board walk. (Wearing me made:  Lander pants, previously noted Linden, and Nikko, mock turtle neck)

Had a second breakfast of delicious doughnuts from the Fractured Prune, whose proprietor had a crazy tale of how it was named after this feisty old lady and how Duck Doughnuts had a spy infiltrate their staff, then made off with their entire premise of allowing customers to choose toppings and glazes for fresh warm doughnuts!!  If true, that's a pretty dick move, Duck!!!  Gotta say, for me the Fractured Prune was better!  Not that I'll be turning a Duck Doughnut down if you want to give me one!!  But, the Fractured doughnut was more like Krispy Creme glazed doughnuts as a base, while the Duck Doughnut is more cake-like!  The more you know!

Saw pretty sights despite the cool overcast day.

Driving down the length of Maryland to Salisbury we saw LOTS of corn and milo (their word for sorghum - we looked it up!) fields.  We searched for what was to be the day's "highlight" - The Blackwater Nature Reserve - which turned out to be a preserve (a swamp - it seemed to me!) that you were not allowed to enter - in the middle of NOWHERE!!!  I definitely heard banjos!!!!

Dinner!  A rather sad affair at Buster's Seafood Grill in a strip mall that had come with glowing recommendations from the lady at the hotel reception desk.  B, ever up for local fair indulged in broiled "rockfish" (local fish - white and rather dried out in this iteration) and "WET cornbread"!!!  OMG!  Don't.  Just DON'T!!!  Yes, I took a bite.  Yes, against my better judgement and impetuous, spoiled nature, I swallowed it.  It was indeed wet.  It was incredibly sweet.  It was - dreadful!!!  You don't have to take my word for it.  Check out this recipe:  Wright's "Eastern Shore" Cornbread Recipe

B's discussion of his dinner with the front desk lady was pretty comical.  It was clear that she didn't much care for "wet cornbread" either (though B was careful about how he alluded to his feelings about it - he ate it all, btw!!!) and much preferred hers cooked up in a skillet!  Like a normal person!!!

On to Delaware tomorrow!! Travel chaotically! ~ les