Day 7: Youngstown - Roselle Park. 388 mi.

Off to a late start again today - totally my fault. We crossed the Ohio border into Pennsylvania in no time and then headed off through the rolling, rolling hills and (low) mountains of state number 10 of 13. It was a beautiful drive, the change in topography was gorgeous, although the numberous trucks flying along on either side were a little nerve-wracking at times.

We didn't realize that Delaware was involved in entering New Jersey, a lovely surprise (although it was dark and we didn't really see it at all). Our hosts for the evening had provided excellent directions, and we found their delightful home without a hitch. Another delicious dinner, an episode of The OC on the largest TV I've ever seen in someone's home, and to bed. Because first, we take Manhattan ...