Before we went to bed Saturday night we said good bye to Gib and Amber as they were headed back to Oregon at 5am the next morning. It had been a whirl wind trip, but a very memorable one. We got up Sunday morning and packed the rental car and headed to Cape Cod. (We flew into Providence, RI and rented a car there, drove it to NYC) Turns out it was and unforeseen blessing. I had chosen this itinerary, since I wanted to go visit my family on Cape Cod, and it’s easy to fly out of Providence. Gib and Amber paid as much to rent a car out of JFK for two days, as we did getting one for 7 days out of Rhode Island. Guess the pricing is all about markets and demand. 
It was a pretty easy drive actually. We headed north and then west on 95 through southern Connecticut and into RI, and then over to Cape Cod. NY had several toll roads and bridges. One bridge toll was $5.00.
Connecticut has very nice rest areas. They call them service areas, they have large rest rooms, gas stations and a fast food court. It was really nice to not have to get off the freeway and hunt for gas or a snack. Again I was intrigued by the midget toilets… I even took a picture… Maybe Conn has a high population of short folks… The seat measures 16 inches off the floor. Guess I’m just easily amused... 
At some point later in the day, while we were still in Conn I stopped for gas. Ansel was ready for a restroom break, so I pulled around to TravelMart store for him to go inside. I always make a point to open the glass doors for him, because some of the doors are very heavy and they knock him off balance. As Ansel got out and started shuffling up toward the glass door, and I jumped out and when I ran around the front of the car… tripped over the cement parking block and splat - - fell in a pile on the asphalt… ouch was my pride ever hurt… it was blazing hot… I was horribly embarrassed, then an off duty fire fighter (I make this assumption based on the t-shirt he was wearing) came running over and of course wanted to call out the cavalry... It wasn't any big deal... I knew I was fine... just tweaked pride and wrenched my ankle a little and got a little road rash on my arm. After we got all collected up again, we headed out for the rest of the drive to the Cape. It wasn’t a bad drive at all… total on-the-road-time I think it was 3 ¾ hours.
It was a pretty easy drive actually. We headed north and then west on 95 through southern Connecticut and into RI, and then over to Cape Cod. NY had several toll roads and bridges. One bridge toll was $5.00.
Connecticut has very nice rest areas. They call them service areas, they have large rest rooms, gas stations and a fast food court. It was really nice to not have to get off the freeway and hunt for gas or a snack. Again I was intrigued by the midget toilets… I even took a picture… Maybe Conn has a high population of short folks… The seat measures 16 inches off the floor. Guess I’m just easily amused... At some point later in the day, while we were still in Conn I stopped for gas. Ansel was ready for a restroom break, so I pulled around to TravelMart store for him to go inside. I always make a point to open the glass doors for him, because some of the doors are very heavy and they knock him off balance. As Ansel got out and started shuffling up toward the glass door, and I jumped out and when I ran around the front of the car… tripped over the cement parking block and splat - - fell in a pile on the asphalt… ouch was my pride ever hurt… it was blazing hot… I was horribly embarrassed, then an off duty fire fighter (I make this assumption based on the t-shirt he was wearing) came running over and of course wanted to call out the cavalry... It wasn't any big deal... I knew I was fine... just tweaked pride and wrenched my ankle a little and got a little road rash on my arm. After we got all collected up again, we headed out for the rest of the drive to the Cape. It wasn’t a bad drive at all… total on-the-road-time I think it was 3 ¾ hours.
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