I was very sad to wake up knowing that night I would sleep in my own bed once again in New York City. I'd had an amazing trip and I didn't want the adventure to end and the work to begin.
Then I had to remind myself that my work really isn't like work. I love what I do. I have the greatest lifestyle in the world!
I spent a couple of hours driving through the entire battlefield and was astounded to see a marker or a monument or a statue about every fifteen feet. The place is truly hallowed ground.
I stopped at the Lincoln Diner, because, well, people seemed to think it was the classic place to go. It was mediocre with a capital M. And they let people SMOKE in restaurants in PA. It was awful.
I wanted to see some Mennonites and Amish people, so I headed for Lancaster County. I drove around some beautiful farm country, saw a guy in a suit with a little hat and a messy beard plowing his land with some horses. That's as close as I got to an Amish person.
Then it was time to hit the Turnpike and head home. It was a long, sad trip home, but at least the car wash I wanted was still there!
So. I'm parked in a garage below my building and I'm ready to get to work.
What an adventure. I highly recommend it to everybody. Take as long as you can. Change the route en route. Talk to people. Don't just stick to Starbucks. Get out and take photos. Avoid fast food (I ate bags of broccoli, cauliflower and carrots for lunch every day).
This is Gettysburg, PA: