3 days in 4 paragraphs

We are alive and well in Ashville, N.C., which appears to be a funky/creative town... first day here.
On our last day at Crissfield, Md., we swam, explored, and I took a canoe ride with Marcus and Betty. We wandered along Johnson's Creek, which passes their cabin and made our way up some narrow passages through marshgrass and pines. Totakky fine! A great egret kind of circled us. We returned to Baltimore that evening... the storm we encountered en route was like riding into Armageddon... constant lightning, including some vertical bolts... I've never seen that. I enjoyed it, but wasn't driving. Betty was an excellent driver for that stretch!

Next AM, we caught a train to Durham, N.C. We were held up for two hours by a brushfire and freight trains using the same tracks we were (the great curse that is placed on Amtrak.) We saw little of Durham that night, but were able to wander and explore the next day. It is a funky and artsy place, with much music and an outdoor film festival going on. My favorite announcement about that was for a split screen film where one side would show old westerns or gladiator films while the other would show old dramas. The announcement advised people not to come if they are easily confused, and also told really manic folks to bring a laptop they can look at while the film is playing. Durham has many community and political groups as well, including some that I didn't think existed any more.

Awhville is in the Mountains, beautiful bus ride here. We've only begun to explore, but it seems like a fine little town, with music in the parks practically every night, more used bookstores than you can imagine, public art and a very progressive atmosphere. We'll plst more soon, and yes, photos are coming. I have to show you the Sagueney Fjord!!!