is lined with good intentions and historic towns. We left St. Michaels and headed to Pennsylvania. On the way we passed trough Delaware. Delaware has never been on my list of places to visit. I've always envisioned it as being nothing but DuPont chemical plants, but if the DuPonts, who have enough money to live any where like it, it must have some redeeming qualities. Turns out they live across the border in Pennsylvania. But within two hours are some wonderful places to visit and just across the border in the Brandywine valley is another world. The road from St. Michaels to Chadds Ford is tree lined and filled with villages with more dead people in the cemeteries than walking the streets, but some of the cemeteries have really really old people.
The first village we went through was Wye. It is on the river Wye
The town grew up around the oldest grist mill in Maryland. It was built in 1682.
The village also has a church built in 1721. I'm not sure why it took forty years to get a church built, but I'll bet it is an interesting story. Let your imaginations sore.
There are also several historic towns filled with 18th and 19th century buildings.
And one great fountain in something called monument square.
In the town where I was born is the oldest building was the Presbyterian Church across the street from my house. It was 40 years old when I was born. that wouldn't even be a legal antique in Maryland.
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