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Spontaneous Road Trip to Cape May

Fishing Boats

Audrey and I took the opportunity on a sunny late-November Sunday to hop in our new cute lil’ car “Trigger” (more on him later) and drive aimlessly around the southern coast of New Jersey. We happened upon a totally weird, almost Twighlight Zone scene in this little town called Bridgeton where all these people were wandering the streets zombie-like. We high-tailed it outa there once the police started closing off the streets for a random parade. We thought they might be cordoning off the zombies.

After that, we pointed to a speck on the map called Sea Breeze and drove out there only to find nothing but a swamp. Seriously. Here’s the video:

As the afternoon crept up on us, we kept zig-zagging our way down the Coastal Heritage Trail (map) towards Cape May so we could watch the sunset. We saw another fun dot on the map called something like “NJ Tall Ship” near a very small dot called Bivalve. Who’s ever heard of a town called Bivalve? Sounds like a place to go for heart surgery. Bivalve, however, ended up to be a rotten-smelling boat launch for professional fishing boats. We got some amazing photos there, though. Like the one at this:

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As the late fall sun quivered over the horizon, we pulled up to Cape May Lighthouse and the beach where we could pick up shells and cool-looking rocks and run around doing cartwheels and stuff. That was fun! And romantic!

Audrey on the Beach

And at last, we headed into the town of Cape May in search of a good meal. Alas, this was the only downside of the trip. Having no guide in a nearly dead off-season town with 90% of restaurants and businesses closed, we chose what appeared to be a quaint local joint. Instead, it had big screen tv with football playing, ditzy waitresses and crab cakes boiled down to crispy hard balls that looked and tasted like crap. Luckily, it was ‘buy on get one free entree night‘ so it was only half as bad as it might have been.

Spontaneous road trips on a sunny Sunday. Can’t beat it, baby.

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