Bridgeton House on the Delaware
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Monday morning, we had breakfast with Sandy’s dad again and then packed our stuff up and started making our way to Pennsylvania. We would be spending Thanksgiving with her other aunt and uncle in Doylestown, north of Philadelphia. Along the way, we stopped at the mall in King of Prussia, so Sandy could get in a little holiday shopping and take advantage ...
... was just a beautiful Winter Wonderland. The snow had been falling for hours and it was deep to walk in! The house was adorned in Christmas decorations and Cheryl and John were cooking up a belated/early Thanksgiving/Christmas dinner for us. Patrick and Zander were giants now - in eight years they have grown! We all looked like midgets next to them. We spent the afternoon/evening eating ...
... course, look up the Montauk Projects at Camp Hero, we visited there and it was proper creepy. There's all theses conspiracies surrounding Camp Hero about it being used by the Government as a site for parapsychological experiments! It's crazy what you end up reading about, but it's really interesting because all of the buildings have now been filled in with concrete!! CRAZY!
We then went to the beach, and I cannot remember the last time I went in the ...
... of a song called "American Tears" which was sung by a group of elementary school students between games. While this may have been marginally better than the absolutely TERRIBLE performances by four or five groups of baton twirlers, it was still so maudlin it made my teeth hurt. And the lyrics make no sense at all. There's a bunch of stuff about American heroes and American pioneers and then the chorus ends with "And ...
... London to see the Niagara Falls. It started as a result of someone speaking over the intercom, well not speaking but just random names would blurt out like "Lucy Margarita", and we would all giggle at the name. We hoped no one was there with that name. The line was long, 2hours long to be exact. By the time we got to the front of the line I was busting to go to the bathroom, but it was time to be serious. I heard that the Custom officers in the US were tough so it would be a bad idea ...