Historic Cape May


Located at the most southern tip of New Jersey where the Delaware Bay meets the Atlantic Ocean is the cute little beach town, Cape May. All of the colorful historic Victorian-style homes make it very charming. It’s also home to America’s first seaside resort, Congress Hall.

Dating back to the early 1800s, Congress Hall has been offering its hospitality to the public. There are also a few restaurants located within the resort. My husband and I went to one, Boiler Room. It’s a unique underground pizzeria and bar located in the basement of Congress Hall. They have some delicious wood-fired pizza and they also offer some local beer from Cape May Brewery. Even if you aren’t staying the night at Congress Hall, it’s a great place to enjoy a drink and a bite to eat in one of Cape May’s historic buildings.

Speaking of history, there are also some World War ll historic relics along the shores. Located at Cape May Point State Park you will find a World War ll Bunker and a World War ll Lookout Tower. These both played major roles during that time. Visiting these historic sites, I couldn’t help but try to envision living back then when it was illegal for the public to photograph the ocean, and there I was taking all the pictures I wanted.

Our one-night stay in Cape May ended at the Carroll Villa Hotel, which is a National Landmark hotel built-in 1882. It was named after Charles Carroll, a signer of the Declaration of Independence. Upon arrival we were greeted by very friendly staff and given the keys to our room. We stayed on the third floor in one of the Broadway rooms, room 31. Our room was beautiful and very clean. Included in each nights stay you will receive a breakfast voucher and 30% off dinner for the attached restaurant, Mad Batter. The food was excellent, definitely a great brunch location.

Thanks to the B&B for Vets program, they offer one free night stay at participating inns for active duty and retired veterans to celebrate the Veteran’s Day holiday. The Carroll Villa Hotel participates in this program and we are very thankful for their generosity. I am also, very thankful for my husband and his service to our nation. If you are a military family be sure to check this program out next Veteran’s Day! Below are some of pictures from our trip.

Where does your soul belong?

Do you ever feel like your soul belongs somewhere? For me, that place is outside in nature.

I grew up in Pennsylvania which means “Penn’s Woods” and it truly is a beautiful forest land. I would say that my love for nature began at a very early age thanks to my father.

As far back as I can remember, he was always taking me out with him to explore nature. Building forts in the woods and collecting natural clay in buckets from creeks to make pottery are some of my fondest early childhood memories. That place is very easy to remember and very difficult to forget.

I also grew up five minutes from one of the famous Great Lakes, Lake Erie. Home to some of the best sunsets in the world! I always felt truly blessed living so close to the water and I never took that for granted. One of the hidden gems in my hometown for me was Fisherman’s Beach.

The sound of the waves crashing paired with a beach fire and an amazing sunset was pure bliss. And how could I forget beach glass hunting? I always enjoyed the simple pleasure of walking along the shore searching for those little gems. Fisherman’s Beach was one of the best spots for beach glass hunting.

Moving away from home, and all that I loved, was a very hard transition for me. My husband enlisted in the military in 2015 and we were off to South Dakota. Living in South Dakota and experiencing a drastic difference in landscape compared to where I was raised was a very eye-opening opportunity. In 2019 we moved again to New Jersey, where I have been able to see other beautiful landscapes that I never thought I would experience.

I never really traveled much outside of my home state when I was growing up. Little did I know that moving away and supporting my husband’s military career was also part of my true calling, exploring America.

By definition, the word “Aesthete” means a person who has or professes to have, refined sensitivity toward the beauties of art or nature. I thought America Aesthete was the perfect name for this blog because to me there is nothing more freeing than a day spent out enjoying the natural beauty of nature.