So I realized recently that maybe I should blog about the rest of my East Coast trip.
“Woman,” you may say, “that trip was a year ago. Why even bother blogging about it?” But it was such an amazing trip, and I have pictures and stories from it that I would love to share. It was a year ago, and it was such an adventure for me. I only blogged about one part, which was the flight to Philly. You can read it here, but I can sum it up for you in a couple of sentences – I went on a flight for the first time in 17 years. Did I mention that I have a huge fear of flying? Ensue accidentally annoying my fellow passengers, attempting not to go into the fetal position when landing, and lots of worried glances at flight attendants every time the plane did something I found suspicious, i.e. every thirty seconds.
As to why I never finished blogging the rest of my trip – I may or may not have been distracted after my return by trying to get with someone who was just leading me on, which led to my being more interested in blogging Jeff Buckley/Nick Drake/Ryan Adams songs and thinly veiled entries about sadness and frustration rather than pictures of my trip.
I will split the rest of my trip into three parts – Philly, Washington D.C., and New York City.
I spent Friday in Pennsylvania with my family. My uncle, aunt, cousin Amanda, and I all bundled into my uncle’s car, and he took us on a tour of the countryside.
I’ve lived in Texas for sixteen years at this point, so I had completely forgotten what it looks like to see color changes in the leaves. In Texas, leaves go from green to dead. I was amazed at the beautiful colors on the leaves, and took about fifty pictures of tree landscapes.
My uncle took us to see the Amish/Mennonite country. I was fascinated that the horse/buggies would be sharing the road with cars. We stopped at a Mennonite-owned eatery called the Village Farm Market in Blue Ball. I ordered a chicken sandwich and some snickerdoodle cookies. I cannot fully stress how amazing these items tasted. I just cannot. My cousin and I were amazed. I think that was seriously the best food I had on my trip. Everything was fresh and homemade, and the taste was just phenomenal. If you are ever in Amish Country, you must stop here. You will not be disappointed.
Later that afternoon, my family took me into downtown Philly. My cousin had a loft downtown, so it was a perfect time to explore the City. We covered a surprising amount of landmarks in a short time. The line for the Freedom Bell was too long for me to consider standing in it, so I walked by a window, saw it, and was content. I saw Betsey Ross’ house and walked in the oldest neighborhood in America. My family and I took pictures by the Love Park Fountain. Amanda and I went into a Masonic Temple, intrigued by its inherent secrecy, but the rest of the building had closed to visitors. I surreptitiously tried to snap a picture, but it came out blurry.
We also stopped by Reading Terminal Market. I walked inside of it, amazed at all the little shops and markets. This is when I was first reminded that East Coasters do not have the patience of Texans. My aunt and I were discussing what we wanted to eat. The cashier finally snapped, “You guys going to decide what you want or just stand there?”
And of course – I ran up the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art just like Rocky. What do you expect? I was actually a little disappointed because it seemed a lot more difficult to climb in the movies. I didn’t find it all that difficult. We still threw our hands in the air at the end in victory, and took pictures next to the Rocky Statue. My cousin Kenny humped the statue’s leg, which was pretty entertaining.
What was also really entertaining about this trip is this was two days before Halloween, so we were able to see some interesting costumes. We walked behind a couple heading to a party. The man was dressed like Jack Nicholson from The Shining.
Later that night, we went to a nice restaurant called Marmont, where I had crab cakes and shish kebabs. It was so tasty.
I loved Philadelphia. I thought it was a beautiful city and really enjoyed the historical attractions.
After our long but exciting day, we sleepily headed home. Tomorrow was going to be a long day – we were headed to Washington D.C.!
I promise I’ll try to post the rest of my trip this week, and not like, next year.
Until then, enjoy some photos. This is me in the photos, I was still blonde back then.