Every new year I make a list of things I’d like to accomplish for the new years (obviously these are all travel/leisure/blogging based-even though I am striving to eat more fruits and vegetables and vowing to curtail buying rounds of drinks for semi-acquaintances you won’t be reading about them here). Every year before posting these
Tag: Lancaster
The other day, while perusing a whole lot of travel blogs and websites to come up with post ideas, I noticed (or I should say, re-noticed) that when Pennsylvania in concerned, the large majority of writers break up the state into three parts: Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, and “The Amish.” Now, I’m not hear to disagree with
I haven’t done a “Weekend Trip Idea” in a while, mostly because I’ve just been super busy this summer with some major life upheavals, but I think it’s time to revive these. “Weekend Trip Ideas,” for those just joining us (which is probably most of you), is exactly what it sounds like: an idea for
My last two posts were basically an extended lament about leaving Lancaster and returning to the NEPA motherland. I hope you didn’t get the wrong idea. While I am genuinely sad about leaving Lancaster, I’m not necessarily upset to be returning home. Sure, Lancaster has a lot of things Northeastern PA doesn’t. For one thing,
As highlighted in my last post, I’m somewhat unceremoniously moving from Lancaster, PA, where I’ve lived and worked for the past five years, back to the little known town of Browndale, PA (which is right next to Forest City, which is just north of Carbondale, which is close to Scranton, if you need a point
I went through some pretty big life-changes this past summer, namely, in that after five years of teaching high school English at Manheim Central High School in Lancaster County, I’ve decided to resign. The decision felt spur of the moment, and probably wasn’t as meticulously planned as I would have liked (as in, maybe I
I don’t know that I’ve ever done a “weekend trip to Lancaster”-type post, but I don’t know that I need to. This city, which has been my home for the past four and a half years, is absolutely a great place for a weekend getaway or daytrip. In fact, there’s enough to do in Lancaster
Do you want to know what I love most about beer tasting? It’s a classy excuse to start drinking around noon. Budlight-Lime outside a sports bar at 11 Am? Borderline trash (not saying I haven’t been there); people assume that maybe you have a problem. A nice amber ale or chocolate infused porter? You’re simply a lover
“I grew up in Pennsylvania. In a whorehouse.” This is not normally the kind of sentiment that comes to mind when you think of Hershey, Pennsylvania, the self-dubbed “sweetest place on Earth.” You’re supposed to think of Hershey’s kisses, and Reese’s Cups and the scent of chocolate wafting through the air. You’re supposed to think
I apologize for the title, but it was just way too easy. I spent a lovely Sunday-funday (which I haven’t participated in, in far too long) at The Whip Tavern, a British pub in Coatesville this past weekend. Now, normally I don’t do singular bar or restaurant reviews, unless it’s a one-stop wonder emporium like
PA Weekend Fun 
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