For the life of me I can't figure out why our Elspode isn't a rich and famous author... at least notorious.
It's really strange that from all the pictures and TV, most of us have a pretty good notion of what the biggies in DC look like, but seeing them in person is so very different. An experience you described so well.
Reading your reaction to the Eastern Shore, the Atlantic, the fresh seafood, et al, got me thinking about the first time, actually the first couple of times, I drove cross country through the great wide open where you live. When I got home I laughed at how many times I panned my Super 8 Bell & Howell from horizon to horizon. So damn big!
Oh, you're right about Chincoteague in the summer. A few years ago my foreman retired and I volunteered to help him move from DE to his place on Chincoteague Island. Hot as hell July day, we just finished loading and the sumbitch has a heart attack on us. They take him to the hospital and his son-in-law and I are left to take the trucks to Chincoteague and unload. Driving from Wilmington, DE, down to where rte 175 cuts off 13, was faster than from there onto the island.