Bethany Beach 2014 Recap – Day 1 – Arrival
We spent the morning of July 26th packing and then the whole rest of the day driving and sitting in traffic. We took two cars– Ryan and Sagan in one and Mom, Dyson, and I in the other. The 154 mile drive took us over 6 hours 30 minutes. There was quite a bit of traffic on I-95, I-495, and of course, 50 near the Bay Bridge.
A Nod to Google Navigate
As a testament to Google Navigate, Ryan and Sagan were well behind Mom and I due to a stop for gasoline. However, they ended up beating us over the Bay Bridge by 20 minutes. Why? Google Navigate took them on a bunch of side roads to pass all of the traffic waiting to get on the Bay Bridge. Ryan had a moment of doubting Google Navigate, but it turned out, it knew what it was talking about all along.
View While Nursing
Think Bay Bridge Traffic Sucks? Try doing it with a screaming baby. Right as we passed the “Last Exit Before Toll”, Dyson lost it. Inconsolable lost it. So the poor little guy screamed and screamed while we inched our way to the toll plaza. Luckily, right after the toll, there was a convenient pull off. My entry for my Views While Nursing Tumblr blog that day– the Bay Bridge Toll Plaza. : )
Stop #1 – Mowbray Park (Hooray for Google Maps)
After crossing the Bay Bridge, both our cars had a rendezvous at a Valero off exit 37. The kids were restless and eager to burn some energy, so we pulled up Google Maps and noticed a handful of parks in the area. There were a couple of large state parks, but we chose the small and humble Mowbray Park because it looked small enough to be free and large enough to have a playground. And yes and yes. It was free and it had a playground, two in fact. Both kids had a blast running around, swinging, and making friends with other kids. I would highly recommend any travelers with children stopping at Mowbray Park.
Stop #2 – Redden State Forest
After another hour or so of driving, little Dyson started to lose it again. I made him a deal, “If you are still crying when we reach 13, we’ll stop.” He was still crying, but we were only on 13 for 0.7 miles. So we found ourselves on Redden Road with a very upset baby. There really wasn’t a great spot to pull over. It was a rural section, so the only pull offs were people’s driveways.
After a while I got frustrated and grumbled, “Don’t these people have a church they go to?!?!” We went around a bend and there was something even better than a church — a state forest with picnic shelters and trails. So our little caravan stopped at part of Redden State Forest and the kids got to explore and play some more. Even with that stop, Dyson was over the whole driving thing at that point, so my mother drove and I sat in the back with Dyson. I had to lean over the carseat and let him nurse to get him to settle down enough to fall asleep.
Right at dusk, we pulled into the driveway of the beach house, our home for the next seven days. It was nice, less than a block away from the beach. Sagan immediately took to my cousin’s 8 year old daughter, Mya. The two would be pals for the rest of the trip.
Oh…. and the room assigned to our little family– a king-sized bed! A big step up from our little futon mattress on the floor! Unfortunately, it only took a day or so before Sagan found a way to make sure Ryan and I did not get homesick. He was very capable of making even a king-sized bed feel cramped. : )