Author: darren

Today’s big hit was Reading Terminal Market, which I thought was run by the Amish. Turns out there were a few of them there, namely women, but you couldn’t count all the ethnic groups present. If you want to know the distinguishing feature of odd places, today is your lucky day. It’s extremely weird candy.… Continue reading Reading Terminal Market

The most interesting exhibit at the National Zoo was the Reptile House. Egyptian cobras have incredibly cute faces if you haven’t already noticed. I wish they’d let us pick them up, unfortunately they seemed a bit thin so I decided not to break through the glass and risk an immediate trip to the ER. Impressive… Continue reading The Reptile House

A couple of days ago I bought my first round of beers at the local tavern for my sisters. (For the protection of those who participated, I will only say that the beer tasted more like an herb garden than a Budweiser factory.) Unlike all the old time movies portray, no brawls, arguments or dancing… Continue reading Tavern hopping with the minors

The courthouse at Colonial Williamsburg has a wealth of knowledge in the form of a very informative  interpretor. Here are the facts: * When someone takes an apprentice, he agrees to not only teach the child his trade, but to also make sure he/she goes to church, does not frequent taverns, plus learns to read… Continue reading hear ye, hear ye, this courthouse is a marvel

Today the crew hiked for miles all over Colonial Williamsburg. Just in case you were wondering, the most noteworthy building was the Governor’s Palace. It’s formed with tons of bricks in a square pattern and decorated with intricate white ironwork. Sounds good to me! Hmmm, I wonder if they take permanent visitors…..

I am in no way a fan of treadmills but after nine hours cramped in a bumpy vehicle I hit the hotel’s gym to find a “leaping machine” (though mother tells me it is really an elliptical machine, boooring!). Apparently the owners didn’t think about putting a light switch where one could find it so… Continue reading The Leaping Machine