I read this in an article about Tebow's release today, "He remained a model citizen throughout his frustrating year in New York and answered the constant barrage of questions about his role and mindset all season." If that isn't the best compliment he can receive, what is?
I think he'll land on his feet. He's my favorite.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Random funnies
These are little stories that I didn't want to forget from recent weeks...
-While we were on the plane to NYC, Jackson and I had a discussion about what the future would look like. I said that I didn't think things would change too much as it was already 2013 and the people of the Jetsons era thought we'd all be flying around by now. He stared at me. I realized we were indeed flying. Hilarious.
-I managed to get a splinter in my finger while visiting the concrete jungle that is NYC. We asked a clothing store for a safety pin and came up short so we "borrowed" one from a drug store. Jackson then performed emergency surgery on my finger on The Avenue of the Americas with thousands of people passing by. I lost quite a bit of blood ("almost enough to test glucose levels with" according to Jackson), but the operation was a successful one.
-We met a friend of a friend at a bar this weekend. She was from England. She told us that Philadelphia reminded her of Paris. We all looked at her with bewilderment as their commonalities seemingly end with their names beginning with the letter "P."
-In the Indianapolis airport Jackson saw an IU recruit who is transferring to play basketball for Marion High School next year as a senior. He called out his name, spoke with him and his coach and then followed the kid, James Blackmon Jr., on Twitter. He proceeded to tweet about their bumping into one another and was ELATED when thisseventeen year old kid future IU star re-tweeted him. Sigh.
-While we were on the plane to NYC, Jackson and I had a discussion about what the future would look like. I said that I didn't think things would change too much as it was already 2013 and the people of the Jetsons era thought we'd all be flying around by now. He stared at me. I realized we were indeed flying. Hilarious.
-I managed to get a splinter in my finger while visiting the concrete jungle that is NYC. We asked a clothing store for a safety pin and came up short so we "borrowed" one from a drug store. Jackson then performed emergency surgery on my finger on The Avenue of the Americas with thousands of people passing by. I lost quite a bit of blood ("almost enough to test glucose levels with" according to Jackson), but the operation was a successful one.
-We met a friend of a friend at a bar this weekend. She was from England. She told us that Philadelphia reminded her of Paris. We all looked at her with bewilderment as their commonalities seemingly end with their names beginning with the letter "P."
-In the Indianapolis airport Jackson saw an IU recruit who is transferring to play basketball for Marion High School next year as a senior. He called out his name, spoke with him and his coach and then followed the kid, James Blackmon Jr., on Twitter. He proceeded to tweet about their bumping into one another and was ELATED when this
NYC Day Two
We woke up and hit the streets headed for Central Park. We wanted to get in a good training run before next weekend's mini marathon. We didn't get much of a run in because we became tourists. Oops!
We got to walk through the Central Park Zoo which was kind of neat. We saw sea lions! That's awesome in the morning.
The dog park was huge and made us miss MacKenzie something fierce.
We wandered down to the fountain area often seen in movies to take a break and people watch.
Then we saw a miniature schnauzer running around and really, really missed MacK! Isn't that a gorgeous area? Ok, ok, I'll move on.
We went through "The Ramble" (a bunch of rocks) and got to the Central Park Castle. It was this awesome place I'd never even heard of with just amazing views. We had such good weather this trip. It was just gorgeous each day.
The flowers in the entire city were just beautiful. Central Park feels so far from midtown. It is easy to forget you're in the middle of a massive city when you're in the Park.
We happened upon the world's largest 4 mile run (why wouldn't we end up in an extra crowded area? We always do! Every single trip!) and kept pace with some of the runners for a bit. Sure they were in their third mile,but whatever. We kept up. We managed to exit Central Park where we entered (a true wonder based on how large it is) and headed for breakfast. We ate a Digby's Cafe home of the world's best bagel. Honestly. I've never had a piece of bread that tasted so good. That trip has ruined any other bagel for me which is really a positive for my diet.
We spent a lot of time walking up and down Park Ave. on our way here and there. The avenue's famed medians were home to thousands of tulips and were breathtaking.
We headed to Columbus Circle to get the view from the mall there which is one of my favorites. I also had to pee and knew there'd be a public restroom there. The worst part of NYC? If you have to pee, you're screwed. We're fortunate to have enough money to become "customers" of places that make you buy something to use the facilities. Not everyone has such a luxury and I find it so cruel to deny someone to right to relieve themselves. We're all humans, let's act like it. End of rant. For now.
I pretended to be a David Letterman fan since he brought Oprah to Ball State. He's OK. He's no Leno, though.
Finally, we headed back to our hotel to begin the migration to the airport for our 8 p.m. flight. First we sat down on this corner and watched the world go by for a bit and whined about having to go home so soon. In the distance you can see the famed "lipstick" building where Bernie Madoff's offices were before the scandal. I thought that was kind of neat. The taxi ride to the airport was awful. I will never complain about the subways again. These taxi drives are in such a hurry to get more and more fares that they drive like total idiots. I held on so tight in the backseat (praying to live) that my hand actually ached. There is a survey tool in the back of the taxis where I gave the guy bad marks for "following traffic laws." Jackson finds it funny to watch me be in agony in taxis. I find him to be an ass. :)
We made it to the airport in plenty of time thanks to our lightning fast taxi ride. Our plane was late getting in and we feared we'd be spending the night in our nation's capital instead of at "home." We didn't. Things went off about as smoothly as they can flying these days and we made our connection. Jackson did have to check his bag because the airline claimed a lack of space. They lied. I refused to check mine and it had plenty of room in the overhead bins. Airlines need to figure this out. Either allow bags to come on the plane with passengers or don't. Letting some get on and forcing some to be checked to the final destination is a huge waste of time. End of rant. For now.
We got home around 1 a.m., started laundry (of course!) and crashed. I had the morning off of work so I slept in until 9:30 or so. Jackson had to work, but went in later than normal. MacKenzie had been down in Evansville with Susie for the weekend so she didn't get home until this morning either. I enjoyed my lazy morning by finishing laundry, running errands and meeting my mom for lunch. I'd like to again note how jealous I am of her schedule. She actually knew that restaurants opened at 10:30 for lunch while I (who sits in an office all day each weekday) had no idea. It is the little things. I'm working from home this afternoon so that is a nice way to ease back in to the "real world."
Finally, after all those lovely sights we saw, the one above is my favorite: MacKenzie!
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| This is someone's office. Pretty cool, eh? |
We made it to the airport in plenty of time thanks to our lightning fast taxi ride. Our plane was late getting in and we feared we'd be spending the night in our nation's capital instead of at "home." We didn't. Things went off about as smoothly as they can flying these days and we made our connection. Jackson did have to check his bag because the airline claimed a lack of space. They lied. I refused to check mine and it had plenty of room in the overhead bins. Airlines need to figure this out. Either allow bags to come on the plane with passengers or don't. Letting some get on and forcing some to be checked to the final destination is a huge waste of time. End of rant. For now.
We got home around 1 a.m., started laundry (of course!) and crashed. I had the morning off of work so I slept in until 9:30 or so. Jackson had to work, but went in later than normal. MacKenzie had been down in Evansville with Susie for the weekend so she didn't get home until this morning either. I enjoyed my lazy morning by finishing laundry, running errands and meeting my mom for lunch. I'd like to again note how jealous I am of her schedule. She actually knew that restaurants opened at 10:30 for lunch while I (who sits in an office all day each weekday) had no idea. It is the little things. I'm working from home this afternoon so that is a nice way to ease back in to the "real world."
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Sunday, April 28, 2013
NYC Day One
We arrived into Penn Station and had to take the subway from there to Grand Central to be closer to our hotel. Amazingly, Penn Station was 1,000 times busier than Grand Central so now when I'm referring to something as being busy I shall call it "Penn Station" instead of the normal Grand Central reference. The subway was heinous. It was SO PACKED that sardines would have found it troublesome. It is also dirty and confusing. We had an app that gave us directions but when lines are under maintenance no logic applies. I think the hardest part was getting a fare card. The lines were incredibly long. In the end we prevailed only slightly jaded against public transit.
Grand Central is always so special to me. I don't know why. I just like it. In this case I was so happy to be off the subway that it looked like serenity to me. Jackson will probably roll his eyes at me, but that subway adventure stunk.
I loved looking up and being in the heart of the city, though. It really does seem to have a pulse. We got checked into our hotel and tried to recover from the subway chaos for a bit. Our hotel, The Intercontinental Barclays, was super fancy which is code for no free wifi. Bummer. I sent a message to a friend asking for the location of a photo he'd previously posted which showed an awesome view of NYC and it turned out he was in midtown at that moment, too.
We hopped down to an awesome soccer bar (I know, Kort, can that even be a real sentence?) called "Legends" and caught up with Kyle. I seriously hadn't seen him in over 7 YEARS and would like to thank Mark Zuckerberg for allowing us to keep in touch all of these years. It was really fun to catch up and meet all of his soccer-industry pals. He gave us some tips on how to get to the nice parts of Brooklyn for some killer views.
We braved the subway again and had much better luck when we weren't lugging around our baggage. We made it to Brooklyn without an issue and soon found dinner. There is a famous pizza joint called "Grimaldi's" where we intended to eat but it had a really long line. We had to pee and we were quite hungry. I looked on TripAdvisor (our third travel companion on all trips) and saw that the place next door, Juliana's, got better reviews. SOLD! We headed over.
THE PIZZA WAS A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!!!!!!!! I cannot even deal with how delicious this pie was. Honestly. Go. Now.
Funny story: a table's order was messed up resulting in an extra pizza. We'd already ordered and our pie was in the oven. The mom and two kids behind us had just been seated however and were presented with this mistake pizza. The kids weren't too pleased with the spicy sausage on that pie so Jackson "dealt" them a slice of our margarita pizza. He got sausage which is his favorite and the kids were happy. Winning. We carried on banter with them for the rest of our meal. Megan was the mom, Annabelle the daughter and we forget the son's name. They were 4 year old twins. I think Megan was happy to have adult conversation. We were happy to see that not all native New Yorkers are jerks. ;)
After dinner we went down to Brooklyn Bridge Park for some unbelievable views.
There's Lady Liberty in the distance.
The work continues on the new WTC building. The final spire goes up on Monday!
I've always wanted to walk to Brooklyn Bridge so after a few minutes of trying to figure out pedestrian access we were in business. Along with 10,000 other people. I'm not kidding. It was SO CROWDED.
Again, the views made dealing with all of the stroller-pushing people worth it.
Jackson was pretty excited to cross the bridge, too. He kept saying it was my thing but he loved it.
It was such a cool experience. I cannot recommend it enough. I would definitely take the subway from Manhattan to Brooklyn and walk back because the views going towards Brooklyn aren't exciting.
This is my favorite building in the city. I want an apartment here. That should only run me about $5,000 a month for a studio. ;)
We'd never spent much time near the WTC site so we decided to see it this trip. We took a bunch of photos and then I wanted to see the waterfalls where the old buildings stood. As it turns out, those are behind fences and require tickets to get in. We didn't have tickets and you have to get them online quite far in advance. Unless you're us. In that case you walk up, ask to go in and get whisked to the front of the line and cut the people who've been waiting. It was a totally corrupt experience that I loved. ;) The tree pictured above was the lone surviving tree from the towers collapsing. The city nursed it back to health and now it blooms like nothing ever happened. Amazing.
The security to get into the memorial was like that at the airport which surprised me. I guess it makes sense. We sat and marveled at how tall the new tower was while listening to guides give accounts from that horrible day.
The waterfalls were quite touching. Just being able to feel the names of those who lost their lives was really powerful. I kept thinking how each of these names held a story, a history, most of all a family. It was heartbreaking. I will say that I'd wait to go to the memorial until they've finished the museum. It is kind of scarce right now and deserves so much more than it currently offers.
We've always wanted a photo with the famous bull statue but it is always so crowded that it seems impossible. At almost 8 on a Saturday night we tried again. It worked! First this Asian woman had to "ride" the bull and make the NYPD officers yell.
Then this guy tried to push the bull and Jackson was not impressed. HA!:)
Finally Jackson got to grab the bill by the horns!
Incredible. We got the bull without a single soul in the frame. Unheard of.
That's right folks. The blogger herself had her picture taken with the bull. It was a special night. ;)
This guy posed with the bull's balls.
I mocked him. Aww, nuts! (Haaaaaa!!!!)
We grabbed the subway again from the financial district and got around like old pros. It was still packed and we had to stand each time we rode.
I'm telling you though, arriving in Grand Central Station never gets old. If you can't tell, we had a really busy day. We walked more than 13 miles and were exhausted. We called it a night rather early to prepare for another big day of exploring on Sunday.
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Grand Central is always so special to me. I don't know why. I just like it. In this case I was so happy to be off the subway that it looked like serenity to me. Jackson will probably roll his eyes at me, but that subway adventure stunk.
I loved looking up and being in the heart of the city, though. It really does seem to have a pulse. We got checked into our hotel and tried to recover from the subway chaos for a bit. Our hotel, The Intercontinental Barclays, was super fancy which is code for no free wifi. Bummer. I sent a message to a friend asking for the location of a photo he'd previously posted which showed an awesome view of NYC and it turned out he was in midtown at that moment, too.
We hopped down to an awesome soccer bar (I know, Kort, can that even be a real sentence?) called "Legends" and caught up with Kyle. I seriously hadn't seen him in over 7 YEARS and would like to thank Mark Zuckerberg for allowing us to keep in touch all of these years. It was really fun to catch up and meet all of his soccer-industry pals. He gave us some tips on how to get to the nice parts of Brooklyn for some killer views.
We braved the subway again and had much better luck when we weren't lugging around our baggage. We made it to Brooklyn without an issue and soon found dinner. There is a famous pizza joint called "Grimaldi's" where we intended to eat but it had a really long line. We had to pee and we were quite hungry. I looked on TripAdvisor (our third travel companion on all trips) and saw that the place next door, Juliana's, got better reviews. SOLD! We headed over.
THE PIZZA WAS A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!!!!!!!! I cannot even deal with how delicious this pie was. Honestly. Go. Now.
Funny story: a table's order was messed up resulting in an extra pizza. We'd already ordered and our pie was in the oven. The mom and two kids behind us had just been seated however and were presented with this mistake pizza. The kids weren't too pleased with the spicy sausage on that pie so Jackson "dealt" them a slice of our margarita pizza. He got sausage which is his favorite and the kids were happy. Winning. We carried on banter with them for the rest of our meal. Megan was the mom, Annabelle the daughter and we forget the son's name. They were 4 year old twins. I think Megan was happy to have adult conversation. We were happy to see that not all native New Yorkers are jerks. ;)
After dinner we went down to Brooklyn Bridge Park for some unbelievable views.
There's Lady Liberty in the distance.
The work continues on the new WTC building. The final spire goes up on Monday!
I've always wanted to walk to Brooklyn Bridge so after a few minutes of trying to figure out pedestrian access we were in business. Along with 10,000 other people. I'm not kidding. It was SO CROWDED.
Again, the views made dealing with all of the stroller-pushing people worth it.
Jackson was pretty excited to cross the bridge, too. He kept saying it was my thing but he loved it.
It was such a cool experience. I cannot recommend it enough. I would definitely take the subway from Manhattan to Brooklyn and walk back because the views going towards Brooklyn aren't exciting.
This is my favorite building in the city. I want an apartment here. That should only run me about $5,000 a month for a studio. ;)
We'd never spent much time near the WTC site so we decided to see it this trip. We took a bunch of photos and then I wanted to see the waterfalls where the old buildings stood. As it turns out, those are behind fences and require tickets to get in. We didn't have tickets and you have to get them online quite far in advance. Unless you're us. In that case you walk up, ask to go in and get whisked to the front of the line and cut the people who've been waiting. It was a totally corrupt experience that I loved. ;) The tree pictured above was the lone surviving tree from the towers collapsing. The city nursed it back to health and now it blooms like nothing ever happened. Amazing.
The security to get into the memorial was like that at the airport which surprised me. I guess it makes sense. We sat and marveled at how tall the new tower was while listening to guides give accounts from that horrible day.
The waterfalls were quite touching. Just being able to feel the names of those who lost their lives was really powerful. I kept thinking how each of these names held a story, a history, most of all a family. It was heartbreaking. I will say that I'd wait to go to the memorial until they've finished the museum. It is kind of scarce right now and deserves so much more than it currently offers.
We've always wanted a photo with the famous bull statue but it is always so crowded that it seems impossible. At almost 8 on a Saturday night we tried again. It worked! First this Asian woman had to "ride" the bull and make the NYPD officers yell.
Then this guy tried to push the bull and Jackson was not impressed. HA!:)
Finally Jackson got to grab the bill by the horns!
Incredible. We got the bull without a single soul in the frame. Unheard of.
That's right folks. The blogger herself had her picture taken with the bull. It was a special night. ;)
This guy posed with the bull's balls.
I mocked him. Aww, nuts! (Haaaaaa!!!!)
We grabbed the subway again from the financial district and got around like old pros. It was still packed and we had to stand each time we rode.
I'm telling you though, arriving in Grand Central Station never gets old. If you can't tell, we had a really busy day. We walked more than 13 miles and were exhausted. We called it a night rather early to prepare for another big day of exploring on Sunday.
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Philly
We managed to get to Philadelphia without further incident. The flight was quick, smooth and on time. Those are my favorite kinds.
We grabbed the train from the airport to downtown. For $11 each we got an unlimited day of public transit which was a really great deal considering how costly taxis are anymore.
Jackson was excited for a big day of exploring the city. We shared the train with a bunch of kids headed to run in the Penn Relays. Jackson says older readers may remember this event from the Cosby Show. I didn't. We took to train to within about 3 blocks of our hotel and then hoofed the rest of the way with our bags. I still stand by my choice of a duffel bag. People look foolish wheeling luggage around the city. We dropped our bags at the hotel and headed out in search of food since our hurried morning didn't leave time for nourishment. Oops. ;)
We'd read about the Reading Terminal Market online and wanted to check it out. We weren't disappointed. Well, I was a little disappointed in the cleanliness of the food preparation areas. Maybe I'm weird but having a girl fix her ponytail over food grosses me out!
Anyway, Jackson had one of the best sandwiches of his life at Tommy Dinic's. He has sliced Italian pork, broccoli rabe, and provolone on a white baguette per our waitress' recommendation. He didn't speak. He just ate. That's how I knew this was a special sandwich. ;)
We were amazed at all of the fresh seafood and meat for sale. It all looked fresh and clean (unlike some of the restaurants).
They had shrimp the size of your hand. I don't think one could have eaten more than one of those if they tried.
Then we headed to the University of Pennsylvania to mark off another Ivy League school tour (only one remains: Cornell!!). We loved it. It was a campus in the middle of a huge city, but it managed to retain the charm of a traditional campus.
This photo doesn't do it justice. I'm not sure why I didn't snap more photos. Sorry. :) We stopped at the bookstore for that requisite t-shirt and had a quick lunch outside at one of my favorite places: Cosi.
We walked through Drexel University's campus and to the Art Museum to see the famous "rocky steps." We got some great city views and toured the rough parts of Philly. Leave it to Jackson to have me trudge through the "hood" instead of paying for a taxi. (Jackson here: for the record it was only 1.5 miles and Jenn needs to get out more if she thought that was the hood.)
It was worth it. The museum grounds were gorgeous. We had the best weather and were able to really enjoy the place.
The steps!!!!! (Note: I've not seen the movie. I saw an episode of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air once where Will ran them and I'd wanted to do it since.)
I enjoyed watching everyone reenact the movie.
The view of the city was incredible.
A whole tribe of kids doing the climb.
Jackson indulged me with a run...
A boxer in training.
He was a friendly little cliche.
The statue is at the bottom which threw me a bit. Again, watching kids take photos cracked me up.
I MADE Jackson do it. He thought it was silly. Whatever. ;) We walked all the way back to our hotel, showered off the combination of travel and stair running sweat and went back out to see some history.
There were people playing ball on this green and Jackson was really proud of his throwing skills. You see, this one dad kept overthrowing to his son and Jackson scurried for the ball and sent it sailing back. The kid was dejected, but Jackson was elated. Typical. ;)
The Liberty Bell!!!! Jackson was really impressed with its size. The first time I saw it I reacted with a "that's it?!" that my college roommate Jenna Hess will never let me live down. ;)
Independence Hall where the Declaration of Independence was signed. Awesome!
This guy was trying to reenact another Rocky scene and fell down. We laughed.
Another shot of Independence Hall.
The Declaration House where the Declaration of Independence was written. After our history tour we did a little shopping, grabbed my Mom Hard Rock pin (of course!), and grabbed some dinner. Yes, we did eat at Qboda as we had a free entree coming. What?! :)
The next morning we took a leisurely stroll through parts of downtown we hadn't seen yet. We used a Groupon to get coffees at Starbucks (we're thrifty!) and ate again at Cosi. We love that place.
We tied up our shoes for another big travel adventure and headed for the train station.
I took one last photo of our room's view because I loved it and bid Philly farewell.
The train station had wooden pews that were just beautiful.
The whole place was quite grand and reminded me of days gone by...before I was born.
We didn't have to wait long after coming off the subway to grab the Amtrak to NYC.
We sat in the quiet car equipped with wifi so I could blog and Jackson could play on his phone. It was awesome. I'd now like to do all my travel via trains.
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We grabbed the train from the airport to downtown. For $11 each we got an unlimited day of public transit which was a really great deal considering how costly taxis are anymore.
Jackson was excited for a big day of exploring the city. We shared the train with a bunch of kids headed to run in the Penn Relays. Jackson says older readers may remember this event from the Cosby Show. I didn't. We took to train to within about 3 blocks of our hotel and then hoofed the rest of the way with our bags. I still stand by my choice of a duffel bag. People look foolish wheeling luggage around the city. We dropped our bags at the hotel and headed out in search of food since our hurried morning didn't leave time for nourishment. Oops. ;)
We'd read about the Reading Terminal Market online and wanted to check it out. We weren't disappointed. Well, I was a little disappointed in the cleanliness of the food preparation areas. Maybe I'm weird but having a girl fix her ponytail over food grosses me out!
Anyway, Jackson had one of the best sandwiches of his life at Tommy Dinic's. He has sliced Italian pork, broccoli rabe, and provolone on a white baguette per our waitress' recommendation. He didn't speak. He just ate. That's how I knew this was a special sandwich. ;)
We were amazed at all of the fresh seafood and meat for sale. It all looked fresh and clean (unlike some of the restaurants).
They had shrimp the size of your hand. I don't think one could have eaten more than one of those if they tried.
Then we headed to the University of Pennsylvania to mark off another Ivy League school tour (only one remains: Cornell!!). We loved it. It was a campus in the middle of a huge city, but it managed to retain the charm of a traditional campus.
This photo doesn't do it justice. I'm not sure why I didn't snap more photos. Sorry. :) We stopped at the bookstore for that requisite t-shirt and had a quick lunch outside at one of my favorite places: Cosi.
We walked through Drexel University's campus and to the Art Museum to see the famous "rocky steps." We got some great city views and toured the rough parts of Philly. Leave it to Jackson to have me trudge through the "hood" instead of paying for a taxi. (Jackson here: for the record it was only 1.5 miles and Jenn needs to get out more if she thought that was the hood.)
It was worth it. The museum grounds were gorgeous. We had the best weather and were able to really enjoy the place.
The steps!!!!! (Note: I've not seen the movie. I saw an episode of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air once where Will ran them and I'd wanted to do it since.)
I enjoyed watching everyone reenact the movie.
The view of the city was incredible.
A whole tribe of kids doing the climb.
Jackson indulged me with a run...
A boxer in training.
He was a friendly little cliche.
The statue is at the bottom which threw me a bit. Again, watching kids take photos cracked me up.
I MADE Jackson do it. He thought it was silly. Whatever. ;) We walked all the way back to our hotel, showered off the combination of travel and stair running sweat and went back out to see some history.
There were people playing ball on this green and Jackson was really proud of his throwing skills. You see, this one dad kept overthrowing to his son and Jackson scurried for the ball and sent it sailing back. The kid was dejected, but Jackson was elated. Typical. ;)
The Liberty Bell!!!! Jackson was really impressed with its size. The first time I saw it I reacted with a "that's it?!" that my college roommate Jenna Hess will never let me live down. ;)
Independence Hall where the Declaration of Independence was signed. Awesome!
This guy was trying to reenact another Rocky scene and fell down. We laughed.
Another shot of Independence Hall.
The Declaration House where the Declaration of Independence was written. After our history tour we did a little shopping, grabbed my Mom Hard Rock pin (of course!), and grabbed some dinner. Yes, we did eat at Qboda as we had a free entree coming. What?! :)
The next morning we took a leisurely stroll through parts of downtown we hadn't seen yet. We used a Groupon to get coffees at Starbucks (we're thrifty!) and ate again at Cosi. We love that place.
We tied up our shoes for another big travel adventure and headed for the train station.
I took one last photo of our room's view because I loved it and bid Philly farewell.
The train station had wooden pews that were just beautiful.
The whole place was quite grand and reminded me of days gone by...before I was born.
We didn't have to wait long after coming off the subway to grab the Amtrak to NYC.
We sat in the quiet car equipped with wifi so I could blog and Jackson could play on his phone. It was awesome. I'd now like to do all my travel via trains.
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