My hotel is the last tall one on the left
My travel week ended in the 300 year old shipping port village of Portsmouth, Virginia. Since I had to stay over Friday night I figured I may as well have a nice view. Portsmouth is across the Elizabeth River from Norfolk and is the home of the US Naval Shipyard. Many large Navy ships were in port for maintenance and I could see the flashes of light as welders worked on the big gun ships. It's also the home of Maersk, the container shipping company.
After checking out the restaurant in the hotel lobby I decided to seek alternatives. I could see some large retail area across the river and asked the desk clerk about it. He said it was a restaurant district in Norfolk and directed me to the river ferry to gain passage. For a dollar and a half I was ferried across on a 60' paddle wheel boat. I dined at Joe's Crab Shack. For once, I didn't really mind eating alone because the mess of eating crab legs and whole shrimp is not something you want people to see you doing. My steampot also included a link of andouile sausage, red potatos and corn on the cob. It was pretty tasty.
After diner I had a half hour to kill so I walked the docks and looked at the big dollar yachts tied up in port. I could smell the odor of someone smoking the wild wood weed. I had to laugh, realizing I hadn't smelled that odor in well over ten years since my days as a cop in Arizona. I guess it's like the smell of death, once you smell it you never forget it.