The trip may only have been 36 hours in Chincoteague, Va., but it was enough. An escape, a respite, a reprieve, a sanctuary from deadlines and departures and, in a way, the grid. My cell never lost connection, but I did. I felt so comfortable putting down the phone, turning off the email and forgetting about the work week. And I didn’t even see the wild horses.
Next time. Because there will be a next time. Good friends in a big house with the waves lapping at the flood wall and half the dock bobbing, with a xylophone somehow for use and a puzzle that would take most of the day, and I got to know the slow-motion feature on my phone before we left at dawn the next day, up the Eastern Shore and across the bridge to home.
Thank you to friend Becky for organizing. Thank you to Jimmy and Sook’s Raw Bar and Grille in Cambridge, Md., a random Yelp find that couldn’t have been warmer. At Jimmy and Sook’s, thank you to the crab cake club sandwich that arrived just as the Orioles game was starting. Thank you to everyone at the house who hugged everyone else and said, “Hey, how are you?” We had all come a ways to Wildcat Cove and were happy to come in.