Somewhere Over the Mason-Dixon Line
  Prologue:  I wrote this blog about two weeks ago, then went to publish it and found it had completely disappeared. It took me a while to get over myself and get back to it, hence the delay in posting. But here it is: about a month of our lives in blog form. Enjoy.   We left Washington DC and headed back down the Potomac in record time. I think we hit a super speedy eight knots! (That's nine miles per hour for you landlubbers.) Along the way. we marveled at the gorgeously expensive houses onshore.     Justin, get to work. I want that one.    We also ran across a giant ship carrying blades for windmills.     I'm a big fan of these windmill blades.     We found a free dock in the historic city of Portsmouth and moseyed over to the visitor center to check in.   Now, Justin and I are not completely antisocial people, but after living on a sailboat for two months, I think we're losing our ability to communicate. Our conversations have been reduced to a series of grunts that the...