Buckeystown

She's 17 and lobbied hard to come with us, much to the ire of her parents, but they didn't have much say in the matter.

Anyway, we've been moving from place to place, and one night we pitched camp inside Gerard Manly Hopkins Elementary School in Buckeystown, Maryland.

So in the middle of the night, I was up and poking around with a lantern around the principal's office and such.

Just bored.

Sounds pretty good, right? Toast, built for busy.

After we met her at that farm stand, we were just tooling around looking for a place to do some laundry, and Athena was poking through the town newspaper, which was the first thing she did whenever we went to a new place.

And she spotted something in the events calendar, all three lines of it, and said we had to take a spin by the Buckeystown Cultural Center because there was an art exhibit she wanted to check out.

These were some of Melissa's favorite parts about the trip, when Athena would force us to go see these little out-of-the-way art galleries.