I can’t believe that I completely forgot that a large number of Pennsylvanians will be invading (or in some caes already have invaded) Ireland this weekend. Some friends down the shore last weekend mentioned they were going and my cousins texted to rub it in my face late last night. They’re all going for the 2014 Croke
Category: Irishness
When I was in college at The University of Scranton, word on the street was that Scranton’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade (or simply, “Parade Day”) was the 3rd largest St. Patrick’s Day parade in the country following New York and Boston. There was always talk that Savannah’s parade could easily out-throne Scranton’s, but I always
It’s officially parade season, where the majority of blog posts will be dedicated to St. Patrick’s day shenanigans and I will be posted less frequently because I will be attending such shenanigans every weekend and thus have less free time than usual. One Pennsylvania “Irish” tradition I frequently embrace is Philadelphia’s Erin Express, a popular barcrawl originally started
I know I’ve covered the Scranton St. Patrick’s Day Parade but it’s my absolute favorite day of the year and I will forever strive to be it’s greatest champion. At this point you have approximately 3.5 weeks to prepare yourself for the greatest Irish party on the east coast. I don’t care that New York and Boston and
Downtown Lancaster is a lovely place to walk around (sidenote: when did I start using the word “lovely” to describe things?). There’s Central Market, plenty of shops and restaurants and enough bars to some damage. If you’re wandering down East King street, just past the Marriott, you’ll encounter Tellus 360, a sprawling storefront complex that
If you’re driving along King Road near Malvern PA, a small town approximately 30 miles west of Philadelphia in the heart of Pennsylvania’s mainline, you’ll come across an innocuous historical marker at where King intersects Sugartown Road. The marker tells the tale of Duffy’s Cut Mass grave, a black mark in Pennsylvania’s history that occurred 181 years ago.
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
While I do mostly run around the greater Pennsylvania area and am on a mission to write about said area, I have very much enjoyed my somewhat recent forays into international travel. While I’m a big advocate of local travel, I also think that if you have the time and resources, everyone should try to travel abroad, even
The ending of March is always bittersweet. On one hand it’s my favorite month: St. Patrick’s Day, parade season, the Easter break (this year at least), and my birthday. On the other hand, I ate too much, drank too much, slept too little (I know, first-world, self induced problems–you don’t feel sorry for me) and am now
The holiday season is officially over which on one hand is depressing. Nothing says happiness to me more than Christmas break in NEPA. On the other hand, a respite is clearly needed. I always wonder where the people I talk to, coworkers and students, spend the holidays that they deem, “so relaxing.” While I love
PA Weekend Fun 
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