Still in wander mode, I headed up 64 to Williamsburg to see Dad, Mary Belle, and Mary and her family. After four unpleasant hours stuck in traffic, dead cell phone battery, lost, I arrived at Dad's at 10:00. Mary knew I was making a last minute appearance, but hadn't told Dad, so he was surprised to see me walk in the living room. Pleasantly surprised which was gratifying. That could've gone either way. It's terribly inconsiderate to just show up at someone's house, but they were happy to see me anyway.