A Photo Geeks ups and downs through words and images.
As we pulled into the rest stop on the way to Lancaster, PA. I left the car to see what the animated group of men gathered around the Knights of Columbus table was offering. I ordered a hot dog and lemonade to keep myself refreshed on the last leg of our journey to breakfast. I came across something you don’t usually see or notice at a truck stop. With my new camera grip assuring my weapon of choice is never far away. I captured this sign of nature while my wife relieved herself.
Below are a couple of pictures from our weekend trip to Snacktown, PA. You would think Snacktown would be governed by someone like Guy Fieri and would foster bad nutrition and dietary choices. Imagine finding a cover bands version of that over played Nu- Metal standard. As the years go by, I am convinced that all street fairs are alike. Needless to say. I might be done. Still, I enjoy finding interesting things and unique aspects of each town I visit. This particular theatre had plenty of character and bring home a cool shot made it all worth while. So, as they say. Never say never.
Getting my wife out of bed and out the door early on a Saturday was worth all the sausage in Baconvile. A good start before realizing my balance and coordination was shit. with the only options of stay home and call it a day and get going and see what’s happens. Naturally, I chose the latter. After a short drive to Catonsville Maryland’s Atwater’s for a hearty breakfast. We filled our day with hitting up all the worthy bakery’s and a favorite record store. Though my balance seemed lackluster most of the day. It didn’t keep me down. The picture below was taken while returning to our car in Catonsville. The highly reflective mirrors and what looked like burnt edges caught the attention of both me and my wife.It made for a cool shot.
Saturday marked our first trip to Philadelphia since leaving New Jersey in 2017. Each week, we come up with two plans for weekend action. Often waiting until Saturday morning to formulate a new plan and forfeit our original choices. I know, it sounds counterproductive, but somehow it works. Within minutes of jumping out of the shower we were out the door. Me, with no knowledge of our destination. Just the insistance to bring my camera and be prepared to take pictures. After a long drive we stopped at Nom Wah, in Philadelphia’s Chinatown for a satisfying dim sum breakfast before ultimately heading over to Eastern State Penitentiary to soak in the dark history of penitentiary life before stopping for dinner at a nearby Waffle House before the long trip home. Below is one of many favorite pictures taken that day. Stay out of trouble. Stay out of jail.
Though we decided on a rather lengthy road trip, my wife’s oversleeping, the traffic and our appetites that seemed to grow as we sat in one car jam after another. We decided to again, stay somewhat local and save our trip plans for another weekend. After mentioning four breakfast options, we agreed on trying a place in Rat City that we had yet to dine at. 
Truth be told, I think my wife knows exactly what she wants. She’s just waiting for me suggest it. If after numerous tries, I don’t mention it, she will suddenly swoop in and say it. With empty stomachs we headed to 16th Ave. and had a mood altering breakfast at a place called Noble Barton. And while I usually save my reviews for Yelp, we could not have had a better experience if we tried. Everything from our super friendly waitress to the overwhelming amount of bacon made our decision to stay local one worthy of a golden award followed by a long speech and a lengthy speech. Due to the fact that it was colder than usual, we didn’t stay in the area for long. Aside from a two block walk to the Salvadorian bakery, our stay was short. Depending on how early we rise, we plan on heading to Tacoma from breakfast, record shopping and copious amounts of coffee. We’ll see if our desire to go crate digging will overcome that of sleeping in and a lazy Sunday afternoon.
With all the places I’ve traveled in my life. It’s nearly impossible to imagine I’ve never found myself in Boston. Being that I am a complete and total history nerd and my earliest memories of my favorite sport involve greats like Carlton Fisk, Carl Yastrzemski (Had to look up the spelling on that one.) Jim Rice and Fred Lynn. It’s downright unfathomable. Many is the time I’ve talked about making the trip. Every Spring I find myself dreaming of the day I take a trip to Fenway and just randomly strike up a friendship with Luis Tiant (“El Tiante”) The years pass. The decades fade. And still, Boston eluded my traveling plans. That was until this year.
As December approached, my wife and me decided to once again forgo the timeless tradition of sitting around my Dad’s house watching Football and wondering if my Father would put some pants on before the Turkey and stuffing hit the table. As much as I love my Pop and our extended family. The thought of exchanging gift cards of equal amounts has soured on me. Last years holiday trip to Japan was a life changer. The year before we celebrated the holidays with a fantastic meal in Harlem. One more day of the year away from the Christmas tree and gift card giving wasn’t going to get us excommunicated from the family. (Actually, papers have been filed in family court.) So we booked our hotel, researched the can’t miss spots, packed the layers and gassed up the Mini Cooper. While there, it rained, snowed and never got above 30 degrees celsius. Despite natures gift to the travelers, we had an amazing time. Before we even packed our bags to leave. We were talking about returning to in the Spring and exploring more of what the city had to offer. I’m very happy to have had the chance to visit a city with so much history and character. Below are a few pics I snapped along the way. Enjoy.
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