I completed a Tough Mudder yesterday (so I initially wrote this two weekends ago. It needed a bit of editing). I’m writing this from my bed. My limbs are jelly, I feel like I’ve done a day’s worth of situps I have a strange burning sensation in my forearms I’ve never experienced before. However, I feel
Category: Central PA
I’m not a “foodie” by any means (unless your talking about Tom Haverford’s definition of a foodie which consists of Instagramming what you eat…in that case I most certainly am). I’m terribly picky and have all sorts of strange hang-ups; I generally don’t eat hot vegetables, anything pureed grosses me out, I’ve traditionally been very wary of ethnic
Whenever I hear about “cool small towns”, Jim Thorpe always comes to mind, even though I’ve only ever driven through or been just outside town (for a rafting trip two years ago). Budget Traveler agrees as it named the town one of it’s “coolest small towns” in 2009. Jim Thorpe’s a small town in PA’s Lehigh
I think I’ve been pretty adamant (and hopefully repentive) of the fact that I didn’t give Lancaster a fair shot when first got here and that there’s a lot to do in the area. It’s getting to the point that I feel like I have to make up for lost time and one One event
I don’t have a subscription to Outside Magazine, but I probably should. Not only do I end up grabbing a new copy at Barnes & Noble almost every month when I go in for a walk through, but I actively look for the next issue to come out. While it can sometimes border on too
. Yesterday my mom and sister came down for the day. She hadn’t yet seen my current apartment, wanted to get dinner, and presumably shop. I was wondering what I’d do with them the rest of the day (I’d decided to give them an hour max at the outlets for my own sanity). We found that there’s
Last weekend, after recovering from my jet lag for two days, I set sail for State College (Bellefonte to be more precise) to attend the State College Brewing Expo. My buddy who goes to grad school at Penn State invited a few of our high school friends to attend. I always have fun with this group,
The weekend of September 21-22 brings a big choice for those of you entrenched with me in southeastern PA: FarmAid or Irish Weekend? I received texts/Facebook inquiries about both these events while I was overseas and was smart enough to wait until returning home to do some research for responding to them (I wasn’t that smart
Ghost Town’s in PA? “Jungleland” was playing on the radio as I pulled up the hill towards Centralia. It seemed an appropriate song. Supposedly Pennyslvania’s forests, though far from jungle-like, had taken over the small former mining community of Centralia. The lyrics, “Outside the streets on fire in a real death waltz Between flesh and what’s fantasy”
Last week I paid for the majority of my Ireland trip. It left a pretty devastating hole in my bank account I’ve been trying not to look at. I decided I should probably put in my head that my four day Memorial Day weekend would have to be cheap; I even considered using it as a work weekend.


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