Just a run down of my trip yesterday as I thought about Kingston during the nine hour drive.
My journey originated geographically between the battles of Monmouth and Princeton. General Cox's corner would be the closest historical landmark. About an hour south of New York heading down past Philadelphia, Baltimore, and Pennsylvania Avenue by mid day. Manassas and Fredrick burg (sorry, spell check won't allow the proper spelling of the town where my wife attended Mary Washington college) quickly were in the rear view mirror along with the absolutely crazy northern Virginia drivers.
Jeff Davis and Richmond passed an hour or so later and a pit stop occurred near the Petersburg battlefield. Selecting I85 the southern Virginia landscape slid by as pines mixed with turning hardwoods. This is my personal favorite stretch of Interstate.
Down in ric's neck of the woods I turned onto Route 1, or Robert E. Lee highway as his fellow red necks prefer to call it, for my last stretch. Raleigh sure is a pretty area, and Southern Pines welcomed me with their usual Southern hospitality.
It's great to be back down South again.