Left the District early on Saturday Morning. No traffic, a fast a pretty ride through farmland in Maryland and Delaware. We stopped on the side of the road to buy fresh corn, watermelon, and snap peas and chatted with the college-student-sellers about their post-graduation job prospects in DC.
Broadkill beach is remarkably wild and natural: reeking (dead) horshoe crabs strewn about on the shore, crabs pinching your feet as you wade out into the water, a giant sea slug, a live conch. Very few other people around for most of the weekend.
Went into Rehoboth on Saturday night to a local hangout called "Summerhouse." Pizza at Grottos.
Drove home Sunday night, encountering horrendous traffic. Blackberried and listened to "The Things They Carried," a short story about the Vietnam War.
Home at 11pm.
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