We were originally only supposed to spend two weeks in Maryland. It is a small state, and we were in a hurry to keep moving north so we could get through Pennsylvania and New York in time to turn south again – ahead of the cold weather that the fall season would start to bring. However, the Monaco had a different plan for us. You might remember that on our last night back in West Virginia, there was a short (but fierce) storm that sent a limb crashing into our roof somewhere. Guess what… the damage from the limb caused the awful leak over our electronics cabinet to reappear. Mike contacted our insurance company and they helped us line up the repairs. This is where the logistics became a problem. We originally planned to check out of our campground in Woodbine on July 3rd. However, if we put the coach in the shop that day (which was a Thursday), they would be closed for the holiday on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. We would have been paying to stay in a hotel while our rig was sitting in the shop with no one working on it. The Woodbine park was fully booked for the holiday weekend, so we could not extend our reservation at that location. We had to find somewhere else to go from Thursday to Monday… then deliver the coach on Monday morning when the repair shop re-opened for business. That is how we ended up at the KOA in Millersville. It was the only campground between Baltimore, Annapolis and D.C. that had an opening.
We made the most of our ‘layover’. We went back to visit Baltimore and Annapolis again. The best part is that this little glitch allowed us to experience the 4th of July in our nation’s capitol. Not something I would ever attempt again, but worth the experience just once!
The KOA in Millersville tags itself as a Washington D.C. campground, even though it is 45 minutes away. This is the second most expensive park we have stayed in (the first was a VERY nice one in Key West). For $70 per night we did not even get a sewer connection or a full 50 amps of power. In the morning, I tried to enjoy my coffee at my computer while our neighbor blew cigarette smoke straight up into my open window. She couldn’t help it… she was sitting at her own picnic table. It is okay, we were desperate.
Another excellent recommendation from my friend, Dina, was to eat more crab at Cantler’s Riverside Inn outside of Annapolis. There was a two-hour wait for our table. However, this was our view while we passed the time, and the bar let us take drinks outside to the waiting area. It turned out to be a great Saturday night outing.
We went back to Baltimore one last time while we were parked at the KOA. On our first daytrip, we found a great little place in Fell’s Point that had outside tables where the dogs were allowed. Every hour they rang a big bell and all drinks at the bar were 1/2 price for 5 minutes! Mike really loved it there, so we went back!
While we were wandering around D.C. on the 4th, I saw this beautiful building. A few days later I was watching the news and saw a story about how Trump was in the process of converting it into a new luxury hotel. Wouldn’t mind staying there once it is finished!
The Washington Monument was still covered in scaffolding the last time we came to D.C. from Virginia. What a treat that the repairs were all complete by the time we returned!
The crowds on the mall thickened as dusk arrived.
We completely lucked out when we stumbled upon this restaurant called Oyamel while looking for some lunch on the 4th. Delicious authentic interior Mexican food. We sat at the Ceviche bar, and watched the other tourists and homeless people mill about the sidewalk outside while we had a little taste fest in the air conditioning.
Of course the fireworks didn’t start until dusk at around 8:00 PM, but the mall was already starting to fill up as early as 3:00.
Now the Capitol dome is about to be covered in scaffolding, but we were lucky enough to see it all lit up in the dark before the work begins.
Here is our proof that we were in Washington D.C. on July 4th.
We spent so much time trying to get the perfect selfie, we almost missed all of the pyrotechnics!
Finally, we turned around and looked at the sky with our eyes instead of through the lenses of our phone cameras.
Happy Birthday, America!