July 8th, 2009


A Whole Lotta Firsts

There's a lot here that always makes me realize just what a child of the Western United States I am. First of which was the dire need to go to Dunkin' Donuts for our breakfast. We don't have them where we are. *laughs* Also the sheer shock of seeing "Valley Forge" on a freeway road sign; and having to do a double-take on seeing a National Parks Ranger in the middle of a bustling city are both very much things that only a person from the Big Young Western States would do.

I mean, I'm used to Park Rangers being in the middle of the woods, on a mountain, or in the middle of a desert, as far from the bustle of a city as one can get. Seeing one with a hoagie in a bag in the middle of Philadelphia was a bit of a shock. All right, and having to explain to Jet that, no, really, a hoagie isn't a hamburger...

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