One Final Stop
I’m sure Newport, RI has more good stuff in it to experience, but aside from the Cliff Walk, we weren’t overly impressed. We awoke to rain, further dampening our experience, and promptly left to head to our final destination: an Airbnb Airstream camper in the woods of Hedgesville, WV.
The drive from Rhode Island to West Virginia broke me, honestly. I haven’t been sleeping overly well since our first night in Buffalo, and the fatigue was catching up to me. 7 hours with stop-and-go traffic sprinkled throughout ended up worsening my condition such that I had to have Ashley drive for about 30 miles at one point so I could take a 20 minute nap.
We passed through Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and the tiniest bit of Maryland before finally arriving in West Virginia. By the end of the trip, I was seeing stars in my peripheral vision.
The Airstream camper is renovated and cute inside, but as a tall person, I don’t fit into it as well as I’d like. The bathroom is going to be a problem, I fear. After taking one look at the full bed, I realized I’d be sleeping on the couch so Ashley and Myrtle can have room to rest.
I wasn’t interested in going out to eat with the dog in tow, and Hedgesville is barely a city with anything in it anyway, so we opted to just go to the local grocery store for food and snacks. Because it rained, the campfire wood was still damp, making it difficult to get a fire going. We managed to get enough of one lit with shreds of sticks and bark from a nearby tree to roast some wieners before it fizzled out. I felt good about our sense of resourcefulness overall. Even despite not being fully prepared to camp, we made it work.