Handstands Around the World

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

I hadn’t planned to spend so many years in New England. And I certainly never expected that I’d be sad to leave.

Admittedly, I wasn’t sad to leave behind the humidity and the brutal winters and the traffic and the rude drivers (because yes, New England drivers really are that bad).

But I spent six years of my life there, and they were years full of memories. And so it was with tears in my eyes that we closed this chapter of our lives and opened a new one.

Some of my boyfriend’s family lives there, so we’ll be back. But on that morning, we were packed and ready to begin our new adventure in Colorado!

We’d already loaded everything into the moving cubes and the moving company had picked them up two days earlier. Everything we’d need for our drive across the country (and a few things we didn’t need, like a box of stuff that didn’t make it into the cubes, and a broom and mop that came tumbling out every time we opened the back door) was packed into my car, and it was time to head off.

Our stuff would take about a week to get to Colorado, so we figured we might as well take a week, too, and drive the scenic route.

Day #1: By lunchtime, we found ourselves stuck in traffic in eastern Pennsylvania, just outside of Scranton. Pennsylvania drivers don’t know how to merge, apparently. Every time an entrance ramp merged in, traffic came to a dead halt. It was irritating.

Around this time, a road sign informed us of the nearby Steamtown National Historic Site, so we decided to escape the traffic for an hour and learn about trains while eating lunch.

We could have easily spent half a day at Steamtown, but we didn’t have time. We completely glossed over the visitor center and museum and mostly just looked at all the old trains before continuing on our journey.

Also, for any of you The Office fans out there, there’s actually a Mifflin Ave in Scranton!

(I tried to like that show. I really did. But Michael gave me way too much secondhand embarrassment and I just couldn’t do it.)

It was late afternoon by the time we arrived at Gettysburg, so we unfortunately had to gloss over a lot of this park as well. We stopped by the visitor center only briefly, but it’s a huge building with an enormous amount of information so I’d recommend planning to spend a decent amount of time there.

The rest of the park is very spread out but is traversed by a 12 mile (19 km) auto tour that follows the battle chronologically, connecting points of interest. There are probably at least 100 signs, statues, and monuments along the way.

We spent about 2 hours completing the auto tour – though we easily could have spent longer – before driving the remaining 20 minutes to Catoctin Mountain Park in Maryland for the night. This is a decently large park in a hilly green area with a nice campground; however, at times it’s apparently a fairly noisy place to stay due to its proximity to multiple large cities. Alcohol is not allowed at the campground, presumably because they’ve had issues in the past. We didn’t have any complaints, but you’ll find a lot of online reviews warning of noise and general obnoxiousness.

Day #2 was a driving day as we made our way through Maryland and West Virginia, popping back into Pennsylvania briefly on our way to Ohio, where we spent the weekend with some family. It was hot as hell and super muggy, and the bag of gummy bears I accidentally left in the car turned into a colorful, sticky blob.

But we cooled off in their pool and spent day #3 just hanging out. It was a nice relaxing weekend, complete with a giant plate of Skyline Chili. If you’ve never had Skyline Chili, you’re missing out. It’s amazing, and I highly recommend it if you’re ever in Ohio, Kentucky, or Indiana.

Day #4: After a much overdue visit with family, we were on the road again, this time detouring south for a visit to Mammoth Caves. We left Ohio mid-afternoon, giving us enough time to set up camp before dinner (if you visit this park, beware that you’ll cross into the central time zone, despite the fact that most of Kentucky is in the eastern time zone).

This was the hottest, muggiest, most miserable night of our trip, but it eventually cooled off enough that we were able to fall asleep.

Day #5 dawned equally muggy, but we were in high spirits because it was cave tour day.  Mammoth Caves is a place I’ve wanted to go for years because – well – caves! But these are no ordinary caves… more than 400 miles (644 km) have been mapped so far, and there’s still more to explore. Either way, this is the longest cave system in the world!

We’d purchased tickets in advance for the Domes and Dripstones tour which is, in my opinion, the best one. Not that I’ve taken the other tours. But of the many options available, this one appeared to be the most thorough tour that hit all the highlights for a very reasonable price.

This ranger-led tour lasts for 2 hours and covers 0.75 miles (1.2 km) and 500 stairs. As with any cave tour, there are narrow passageways and low ceilings, and it’s dark and cool in the cave (though the walkways are lit and flashlights are not required). Large backpacks aren’t allowed, and neither are items like tripods, strollers, walking sticks or anything else that could potentially damage cave features if they were to bump up against them.

Also, the park is very serious about preventing the spread of white nose syndrome (a disease that is decimating bat populations all across the US), so standard restrictions and decontamination protocols apply.

On our tour, we entered through the new entrance, travelled through the large, open Grand Central Station room, into the narrow Canyon Passageway, past the Frozen Niagara feature (so-named for the purposes of attracting tourists back in the day when Mammoth Cave was privately owned), and above Crystal Lake, before exiting out the Frozen Niagara entrance. We didn’t see any bats, but we did see cave crickets.

In next week’s post: the Gateway Arch, Lake of the Ozarks, a stormy evening in Kansas, and our arrival in Colorado!