Off to somewhere: a hybrid road trip
Planning done, plane tickets bought, car reserved, bags packed, SLR sensor cleaned, online checkin completed, ....
Linda, Kris (Linda's son) and I catch a red-eye tonight. I'd tell you where we're going, but that would make the "Where In..." posts WAY too easy, so I'll be posting where we've been, as things progress.
First two days we will be staying with friends: I'm unsure as to their internet situation, so I may not be able to post again until Friday.
This trip will entail some road work this week, then after Labor Day we'll be squatting at a different friend's place and taking day trips from that location.
Sean (my son) will be joining us at that point (he's taking the same red-eye we are, just one week later).
Hope to keep you amused over the next 18 days.
We're leaving Harley in charge:
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Photo: Don Casey
Harley looks capable to me
Have a nice trip and thanks for getting out there so we can add to the inventory of new images for the puzzle game!
Mark
I don't think "too creative" has been invented yet
This is the web, which defies linear thinking -- so this seems reasonable to me.
...Not any more helpful though,,,
Mark
Puzzle one has been solved: the rest of the story
Off on vacation!
Roland (our housesitter) came by to take over the home front, and drove the three of us and assorted luggage to Concord BART. A train change at MacArthur went off without a hitch, as did the connection to the AirBART bus to Oakland airport. Nobody in the checkin line, and we were sitting down at a table in the Terminal 1 Chili's having dinner only two hours after leaving home. An auspicious start.
Didn't get a lot of sleep on the flight, thanks on part to a couple of chatterboxes in the seats ahead of us who didn't seem to understand that some people actually want to SLEEP on late night flights. Ah well, never that good at sleeping on a plane anyway.
The first shot is from one of the buses that transports you from the gates to baggage claim at Dulles. It's of the terminal tower; but neither my condition nor the environment helped the technical aspects of this shot.
These buses are like nothing I've ever seen. They're the only way to get from the gates to the terminal building, and aside from driving you there, they squat.
You board at concourse height at the front of the bus.
They shut the doors.
The bus then squats down to runway height, backs away from the gate, and drives off to the terminal (it was during the drive I took that shot).
At the terminal, it parks, rises up to concourse height again, and you debark.
The second shot is Wegmans... Linda's favorite market. Also known for their on-premise bakery and ready-to-eat food.
Linda had filled my head with tales of Wegman's apple fritters... alas, this Wegman's appeared to be too upscale for such pedestrian fare, so I had to settle for a caramel sticky bun for breakfast.
Next... off to (but that would be telling)
Filling in the missing bits.
Dode and Don live in Huntingdon PA, on the Juniata River in the Allegheny mountains; home to Juniata College.
Here's two shots of downtown Huntingdon:
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Photo: Don Casey
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Just up the way (30 miles or so) is State College, home to Penn State University (currently ranked just above Cal in the football polls).
Side note: we're quite fond of college towns; the combination of the energy of the students with the usual combination of interesting places to eat and cultural options is great.
Moving on:
The irony I saw in the diesel smoke from the trains comes from the fact that they were hauling coal; the former source of motive power for the railroads.
My burger was named "The Pittsburger" (west of town); they tell me it's a PA thing putting fries on top of things, including open-face burgers, salads, you name it. We saw this again in State College.
Off to Philly - Arrival and Day 1
I believe the rest of these will be "straight" posts... no more puzzles here. Of course, I may change my mind.
Anyway, after the ankle incident, and a stop for medical supplies at a local mega-mart, we took off for Philly (yes, in this case I let Linda drive).
We met Laura (from Penn State) and her friend for dinner at Marakesh, a Morroccan restaurant right off South Street.
South Street at Passyunk
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Photo: Don Casey
South Street is a collection of shops, bars, nightclubs, restaurants, and lots of lots of people. We were there on Labor Day weekend (Saturday), and it was hopping!
We got there early, so we strolled (or limped, in my case) the street, window shopping. Actually, Kris bought a hat in a hattery, and I spotted a cigar store that would come into play in a few days. Dinner was spectacular if not cheap; something like 7 pre-determined courses served family-style. No forks here, fingers and hunks of pita bread. You do get a lap towel to help cleanse your pinkeys from time to time. Oh yeah, belly dancer too!
After dinner, we hot-footed it back to the hotel so I could watch the Cal Bears in their first football game of the season. Fortunately they were playing Maryland, local enough to Philly that it was covered. Unfortunately it was an 8pm start on the West Coast, so I was up until 2am. They won so it's all good.
The next day, my ankle was so bad we all decided I should stay off it and ice it... so Kris and Linda headed off to the Philadelphia Art Museum. For you "Rocky Fans", this place has the steps he runs up. For you John Singer Sargent fans (as Linda is), there are a handful of nice Sargents on display (they tell me).
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Photo: Kris Tapper
Linda and Kris swung through Reading Terminal Market (more on this later), close by our hotel, and picked up dinner... cheesesteak sandwiches and moon pies. Beer from the front desk finished the repast.
ONLY for those of you who are NOT squeamish, this photo link shows you how colorful a human foot can become.
Note: I'm fine right now, and in fact other than the one day, it didn't impact what we were able to do and see... much.
The last half day in Philly
We made sure we were all packed and negotiated a late checkout, then headed for breakfast over at Reading Terminal Market.
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Photo: Don Casey
The interior of this former railroad station has been coverted to a series of food stalls, and we had our pick of several interesting options.
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Photo: Don Casey
I lined up to get latte's, while Linda and Kris negotiated the food portion. We then headed for the central portion of the market, which is set up with tables so folk can consume their purchases on the spot
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Photo: Don Casey
Suitably fortified, we headed down to the Independence Hall area, where we had pre-reserved tickets for the tour. You can just show up and get tickets free, but we were on a tight schedule and wanted to ensure we could get in without needing to wait, so the modest processing fee ($1.50/ticket) was worth the peace of mind knowing we wouldn't have to wait hours and hours. (We used this facility again later on this trip; coming up in a few posts).
As it turns out, when we arrived early to pick up the tickets we were able to get tickets for an earlier tour (still out the processing fee though), and when we showed up at the spot the tour starts, they squeezed us into the tour ahead of the one we had tickets for! Ah, the joys of touring on a weekday after Labor Day! (This was Tuesday). No crowds, no fuss... heaven.
Here's the two major sights:
First: the room in Independence Hall where the Declaration of Independence and Constitution were both debated and signed...
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Photo: Don Casey
Second: the Liberty Bell (with Independence Hall in the background)
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Photo: Don Casey
This last sight does not require a ticket; all you have to do is pass through security and wait for the crowd to thin. In our case; no crowd!
From here we moved down to Fourth and South, where we'd been the first night we arrived. Here we split for a bit: Linda down Fourth to Fabric Row (more on that in a bit), Kris and I to wander South Street in the daylight. Here's what some of it looks like after the crowds go away... the modern brick building on the corner is the hat shop where Kris got his hat, around that corner is the cigar shop; my current target.
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Photo: Don Casey
Now armed with demon weed, we walked to the end of South, where there's an overlook allowing one to see both New Jerseys across the river: the state, and the battleship (moored directly opposite South Street). After taking in the view, we headed back to Fourth Street to hook up with Linda.
The first several blocks of Fourth Street south of South is known as Fabric Row; there are numerous textile outlets along this stretch, and Linda wanted to hit as many as she could. She ended up picking up a lot less fabric than she did in Amish country (thankfully).
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Photo: Don Casey
From here we headed west to Ninth Street, then turned down it to walk to and through the Italian Market area (lots of great food outlets), to the intersection of Ninth and Passyunk; the Mecca of Cheese Steak Sandwiches.
Facing each other across this intersection are two of the major purveyors of Philadelphia steak sandwiches: Geno's and Pat's:
Pat's as seen from Geno's / Geno's as seen from Pat's
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Photos: Don Casey
And, of course, the Holy Grail itself:
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Photo: Don Casey
Final ballots having been tabulated; we had consensus: Geno's was our prefered sandwich. Not that we'd turn down any of the other three, and there are several famed sandwich joints we still haven't gotten to yet. I'm just going to add this quest to my existing quest: seeking the perfect Mai Tai.
Anyway, lunch now well under control, we returned to the hotel, collected car and baggage and headed off for our next stop. And yes, at this point Linda is still driving.
DC or Baltimore Beltway mantra:
Avoid the Beltway at all cost
Avoid the Beltway at all cost
Avoid the Beltway at all cost
And, if that method fails, take any route other than the Beltway.
Yeah, I've gotta go with the Pilot on this one. Sorry, Linda.
Foy
I understand, but........
......I tend to suffer a form of "RoadTripper claustrophobia" which causes me to always need have an alternative route available. I despise the feeling of being stuck in a back-up with no ready way to bushwhack around it.
I must admit it: I'd never make it in a large urban area. Heavy traffic drives me completely batty.
Foy
Falling behind in my correspondence...
My fault; I haven't had time to edit photos, so I've held off posting for a bit.
I'll try to get something real done this weekend; for now, where we left our tale....
Got to Karen's place in Rockville and settled in for a 10-day stay. Karen's job was nuts, so she could only take one day off to spend with us while we were there and that wasn't going to be for a few days (more on that day later).
Early early the next morning, Linda and I got up to go pick up my son Sean at IAD, who arrived on the same red-eye we had taken a week earlier. We all took the rest of the day off.
Next morning, suitably refreshed we headed for the Metro and The Museum of American History.
A necessary pilgrimage for Linda each time she's in town is to see Julia Child's Cambridge kitchen, lovingly restored in the museum. If you saw the film "Julie and Julia", you'll recognize this:
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Photo: Don Casey
In the movie, the shot is taken from the doorway to the left.
After lunch in the cafe downstairs, and poking around a large part of the museum (seeing things ranging from Kermit the Frog to the remains of the flag that flew over Fort McHenry and inspired F.S. Key to write "The Star-Spangled Banner", we headed back to the Metro and Rockville.
Time for a scotch and an icebag (the latter for my foot).