I hit the road yesterday morning in my little silver Subaru, which was packed to the gills with camping gear. I sang Uptown Funk twice before I exited the Pennslyvania Turnpike. I think I’m getting better at it everytime although I’ll never match Kai’s performance on the Ellen Show. Being that I intake an absurd amount of water a day it is miraculous that I made it all the way to Allentown before I stopped to use the restroom! That is where I met the first kind stranger of the day. His name was Jack. I held open the door for him because he had his hands full of Red Bull and bags of ice. We started talking about where he was headed when I realized I needed ice too so I went to go back but he asked why and proceeded to offer me the rest of his ice because he didn’t need it all. I made it the rest of the way to the Delaware Seashore State Park without stopping. It was wonderful to see my friend Mary from high school when I arrived! We don’t get together often so it was a great treat to spend the first night of this adventure with a kindred spirit. I was impressed with the artfulness of our camping etiquette. The tent was put up with ease, I didn’t blow us up with the cooking propane, and I didn’t have to google anything! We reminisced, walked on the beach, and took some photos before turning in. I loved the smell of the air as I woke up outside. I drove to Virgnia today to see my Uncle. On the road for awhile, I decided to stop of a cup of coffee. I had no idea where I was at that point. This was where a group of kind strangers came in bringing me up to five in less than twenty four hours! Four men that just finished a round of golf were sitting outside and happily told me that I was in Bowie, Maryland. We got to talking about golf, my trip, and other pleasant conversation. I ended up hanging out for awhile, they were all great people to meet. Which reiterates a point I try to make often: there are so manty more good people than bad! I love people and I am always enlightened and interested in different ways with each interaction that I open myself to. I got back on the road and spent about forty minutes waiting to get through the Dulles toll, something that I was just warned would happen, but there was the next kindness! Despite her poor driving decisions, I allowed the woman that drove in the wrong lane to go in front of me and she paid for my toll! I thought that was a very kind gesture. Seeing my mom’s brother was a great ending to a great day. I love our conversations and anecdotes about life. It’s not often that I get to talk to him in person. Being able to share stories and memories that are such an essence of my heart means a great deal to me. It is also nice to get some advice and tips from someone who knows a whole hell of a lot more about life than I do! Please excuse any grammatical errrors as I am literally about to fall asleep. Until tomorow.