- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... and stopped in West Virginia. I must confess that I LOVE New York. There is something about that state that fills me with joy everytime I visit no matter where I seem to go. Perhaps it is the rolling hills, the rocky cliffs, or the huge I (heart) NY signs but I always find myself smiling as I visit or pass through.
It is interesting to see the countryside with no foliage on the trees. Just like Nova Scotia, the number of houses goes ...
... needing to stay ahead, coming up with the next "Big Thing" that will make this world a more fun and efficient place. If this constantly build-tear down-rebuild cycle creates enormous waste, Americans don't really care. Here there are enough resources to throw away, so it seems.
Last week I saw a local Pizza Hut that with a sign that said "closed for remodeling" I figured that meant they were going to give it a paint job and maybe some new furniture. No. I ...
... him as "weak" and Lincoln as "strong" even though their position on slavery and preseving the Union were quite similar.
Later I decide to do a little research on Pennsylvania's only native president. As I already mentioned in my Williamsport MD entry, he was quite possibly America's first gay president (though he never "came out of the closet"--this was the 1850s remember!)
Then there's the Civil War that he brought to a quick stop through ...
... leaving DC, we visited the Fords Theatre, where John Wilkes Booth shot Lincoln. It was strange seeing where it all happened, including where Lincoln died. It was time to say goodbye to Washington - albeit a quick visit, but we really enjoyed our time. We experienced some real American history, and along the way sampled some more good American food :-D As I write this, we are now en route to Chicago, on a 17 hour train ride on the Amtrak. We have eaten in ...
... walked to Trusty's, the bar in which we first kissed with an upstairs bar made out of a school bus. Heaven, gregarious as usual, made friends with everyone in sight and soon we had a lively crowd drinking yuengling and playing jenga together. Spent the night with our dear friends Bethany and Maggie, and then went to an historic tavern in the Eastern Market area where we always ate brunch, ...