So I was gonna go to Maine but had a cold weekend in Cleveland and thought I wanna be at least reasonably warm. Good decision as Maine was wet and cold if I would have went there.
I chose Virginia beach to go to with the pup. Only 9 hrs away for pups first trip. Decided to stay overnight at an air bnb room on the way. It was in Delaware and chose a private room as opposed to whole house. In the future will do whole house even for stopovers. Dog barked at every noise of other guests at this house so got shit for sleep anyways. Left there at 4am to continue on. Delaware overall gave me a weird vibe and I won't ever return. Only memorable event was while twisting and turning through the mountains of West Virginia a bobcat or some similar big cat with a cropped tail crossed in front of my car.
Arrived at Virginia beach early. Perfect weather for me high 70s with filtered sun. House I rented was in a quiet neighborhood and was very comfy. Pooch loved the beach. Dug forever in sand. Had to keep her leashed in the waves because she is still small and surf was high. It was relaxing sitting there with her on my lap after she pooped out bundled in a towel. Boardwalk was nice to stroll along. A few dudes tried hitting on me the most memorable could have been an uncle of suicide king. Did not encourage anything with anyone due to traveling alone.
Pros of Virginia beach, a lot less transients and drug addicts than Santa Monica. Big con is naval base is near and they fly fighter planes all fucking day long until 10pm. At first I was like this is cool...then it quickly turns into fuck this is annoying. For this reason will never return.
Went to restaurants that allowed dogs only. Had a crab soup at one that caused all night shits so cooked from that point on at the house.
Last night there dog woke me at 3am. Went downstairs and she shit all over kitchen, diarrhea of course. Took her out and she puked and shit some more. Thot fuck I'm up might as well start driving back. Went to bed at midnight after 3 glasses of wine and wasn't sure if I was still toasted to drive. Decided it was combo of some alcohol and lack of sleep, packed up the suv and headed towards home. I didn't do an air bnb on way back, shit was pricey and I was ready to be back home. About an hour or so into trip dog starts puking and squirting shit in the car. Pull off highway some military type exit and walkedher in freezing rain to get the rest of it out of her system. Use napkins to get puke up in the car and took car matt full of the runs out and rub it on wet grass off exit to get it off. The smell was horrific. Stood in rain and said fml.
I pulled off road when I thought I would fall asleep, not really sleep just rest, then continue on, rinse and repeat. All I have to say is FUCK WASHINGTON DC TRAFFIC. What should have been a 9 hour trip turned into 12. At least pup was spent from being sick and slept on my left leg the entire way.
It was good to get away and clear my head, gonna go somewhere in late January, early February as my job sucks and need a vaca every 3 months. As far as relationships go, I am done. When I'm ready it's gonna be fuck and get the fuck out type deals.