For those of you always working for the weekend.
Sometimes I like being sore. Not like, so-painful-you-can’t-function-properly sore, but that sort of good sore you sometimes wake up with the day after physically exerting yourself more than usual. I like the good sore that comes with big day hikes and lengthy cross-country skies, or that I’m-sore-in-places-I-didn’t-know-I-could-be-sore-in feeling that comes after trying something new like
I spent this past weekend in Lancaster for my friend’s wedding. Once again, I was left with the feeling that Lancaster is the unsung, coolest city in Pennsylvania, and I really shit the bed when I decided to move away. The rehearsal dinner was at 6:30 on Friday. I arrived in Lancaster circa 2:00, because
It’s become a tradition that the Saturday after Thanksgiving my friend Jacki and I go exploring new breweries. It started two years ago when we decided to try out the then new Irving Cliff Brewery in Honesdale. I also went to the Hotel Wayne (great beer selection), and Kim’s (amazing wings) for the first time that
I had a really awesome PA-centric Labor Day weekend roadtrip planned for this past holiday, gearing up to explore western/central PA, and four PA state parks I’ve had on my bucketlist for a while now. What happened? I ended up essentially spending over 12 hours in the car, to spend less than 24 hours in
I’ve been to Stroudsburg PA plenty of times over the years. I had few good friends who went to ESU, and have very fond memories of attending a few parties at my one buddy’s apartment above the Sherman Theater on main street. I’ve driven through Stroudsburg more than I’ve actually been in town, especially when
It took great restraint to not title this post, “Oh Little Town of Bethlehem,” and I’m proud of myself for showing that restraint. So, this past weekend, I spent just a little bit of time in Bethlehem, PA, which, if you aren’t familiar, is located in the Lehigh Valley just off both 22, and 78,
It’s that time of year when we start squaring off our summer plans. My summer is looking a bit more lax then usual. I have a bunch of trips I’m planning to take, but aside from a couple, I don’t have dates picked out yet. That’s partially by design. Last summer included 8 weddings, a
I generally don’t do much for Valentine’s Day, so don’t have a ton of Valentine’s Day memories, good or bad, like you would with Christmas, Thanksgiving, or Halloween. To the chagrin of my mother, I’m perennially single, and so typically don’t really have the need to really even celebrate. I also have a healthy dose
I used to begin every year with a list of travel/weekend fun related New Year’s Resolutions, and then end the subsequent year going over each one to see if it was a success or a failure. This was stupid for a couple of reasons. I almost always had too lofty of expectations, and realistically was setting
I never realized how many foods I loved were deeply despised. Some, I should have seen coming, like my habit of eating grape jelly atop of scrambled eggs, which rightfully horrified my college friends when I pulled that stunt in the cafeteria at breakfast. I meanwhile, was ready to recoil in horror when they put
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