I had a very action packed week last week. On the weekend of February 7th, I went to Philadelphia to celebrate my sister’s big 2-5 and then that following Wednesday flew down to Nashville for four days. I’ve basically spent the past two days living either at the gym or outside XC skiing in order
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This past weekend, I participated in #2 on my list of “5 Very Pennsylvanian Holiday Ideas”, Running With the Santas, a Santa Clause-themed barcrawl and party held annually in Philadelphia. Running of the Santas began in Manayunk in 1998 and is an annual event where participants dress up like Santa and at a given time, run from a
If you haven’t been able to tell I’m pretty obsessed with St. Patrick’s Day, Parade Day and all things Irish, so it’s crazy to me that I haven’t been to Irish Weekend in Wildwood yet. My one buddy has been trying to drag me there for years but it just so happens that stuff always comes
One of my New Year’s resolutions, as well as one of my promises after my 100th post was that I needed to start writing more about Lancaster, since that’s where I’ve been living for the past (almost) four years. One common misconception is that Lancaster is simply a rural county best known for the Amish. While
I haven’t woken up smelling like an ashtray in sometime, and that’s not a complaint. Last night I did a bar tour of Central PA’s west shore and it was epic. For those of you unfamiliar with Central PA’s geographics and lingo the area around Harrisburg is often referred to as being on the east shore
I officially want to be a ski bum. I said so last year when we went to Lake Placid the first time, and I only feel stronger about it after this weekend. I’m writing this from bed. I haven’t properly slept since Thursday and muscles in my legs I didn’t even know existed are on fire.
. 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
“What do you like better, Christmas or Wedding Season?” “The answer would be, um, Picnic Season?” Picnic season in NEPA is a big deal. It’s a dying deal, but still a big deal nonetheless, and something that, to me, defines summertime and growing up. Every summer, for as long as I can remember, weekends were dominated
Whenever I tell people that my friends and I have an annual camping/rafting trip to New York, the reactions are usually somewhere along the lines of “wow you guys are hardcore” or “I’d never be able to rough it for a weekend and do whitewater.” Occasionally I let whoever I’m talking to think I’m some backwoods
Take a look at this music video. Besides being a phenomenal song, what jumps out at you? If you’re anything like me, you took one look at the bicycle/drinking contraption they’re riding around on and said to yourself, “I need that in my life.” My friend Kelsey and my brother introduced me to “One More
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