My attempt to attend Shabbat services at a local congregation this morning fizzled when I discovered too late that their online schedule was inaccurate.
So instead I walked five miles through “Old Salisbury” and beyond, had an early lunch, and checked into the motel where I’ll be spending my final night in Maryland. Tomorrow morning I’m heading to Rehoboth Beach to complete my journey.
While I’d originally planned to walk directly from the Chesapeake Bay Bridge to the ocean, that’s not how the cards fell.
Analyzing the mileage, I found that the distance from the Bay Bridge to Salisbury is equal to the distance from the Bridge to Rehoboth Beach. And I’ve already walked to Salisbury. Whether this is coincidence or divine intervention, I’ve decided to take a repositioning ride directly to Rehoboth. In the big scheme of things, “I’ve walked enough.”
My Boston University classmate, Roger Passarella, will pick me up here in Salisbury in the morning and we’ll drive to Rehoboth. After I commune with the Atlantic, we’ll take the nearby ferry to New Jersey and then head to the Jersey shore where Roger lives. After a couple of days of R&R, I’m off to Newark airport for a nonstop flight to San Francisco.
While this conclusion to a very long journey may seem anticlimactic, I’m happy with it.
(A “Welcome Home” event has been planned by my wife Sharon and our friends Dan and Nina Fendel.)
5 miles today.
@ Salisbury, Maryland