Last week, in an attempt to fit in one last trip before trip-taking will be made impossible by either my growing belly or taking care of a newborn, Neill and I took advantage of one of his work trips and some Southwest vouchers and headed out east to visit friends and family, eat, walk, visit yarn shops, eat, sightsee, and eat some more.
We started in Washington DC, Neill's old stomping ground. When it comes to East Coast cities, New York City (which is undeniably fabulous) always gets all the praise, but Washington is such a neat place, full of history and diverse neighborhoods. Some neat things we saw were...
The Washington Monument by day (wouldn't you love your afternoon soccer game to take place right here, too??)
the Rothko Room in the Phillips Collection
Union Station (train stations are so cool)
Abe Lincoln! (The Washington Nationals hold races between 4 or 5 similarly outfitted presidents between innings. They are hilarious. Almost as hilarious as the Milwaukee Brewers' racing weenies.)
YARN! Fibre Space is a wonderful, wonderful place. I might consider moving just to be close to this shop.
the Washington Monument by night.
After a few days we boarded a train to Philadelphia, which was a huge treat for me, having never been there before. Seriously, people, I think Philadelphia might be the friendliest big city I've ever been to. Strangers on the street were nice, folks working in the subway stations/trains were nice (compared to San Francisco's they were saint-like), and during rush hour on the subway, a nice man gave me his seat, after which people all over the car started throwing themselves out of their seats to give them to strangers with kids, older people, etc. This explains why so many of the awesome people I know are from Philadelphia (e.g. half my knitting group, my cousin in-law and her boyfriend). The City of Brotherly Love indeed! We saw...
The Liberty Bell, of course.
Homes that appear to have been around since my state was still part of Mexico. (That always blows my mind when on the other side of the country. In California, "historical" is something from the 1950's.)
More yarn! And fabric!
The Wanamaker Organ, largest pipe organ in the world. Amazing.
...well, just pretend we didn't scarf down our cheesesteaks (w. Cheez Whiz) in less time than it took to retrieve my camera from my purse.
If only my Christmas shopping and baking had just done itself while we were gone...