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our summer part 1: trip to philly


i wrote a couple of days ago about the end of the summer and the return to school.  that was the first time i had poked my head into this old pixelated space in over a month.  why?  because summer was awesome-sauce.  every year we do a summer bucket list in which we have a whole heap of things that we hope to accomplish over the summer, in the spirit of making memories and living fully as a family.  this summer we leaped headlong into that heap, and made the most of every moment.  i want to share a couple of posts here over the next couple of weeks, to show you just some of what we did.

one highlight of the summer occurred just at the end, last week, to be exact, when we headed to the city of brotherly love for 3 days and 2 nights, and we had a blast.  we packed every last moment with the following activities:
-the franklin institute (and the lego art exhibit there...amazing!)
-went through part of the museum with family friends who live in the philly area...great fun!
-steak and shake (yum)
-independence hall
-the liberty bell
-ben franklin walking tour of the old city
-duckboat tour
-historic Christ church
-betsy ross house
-the liberty museum
-dinner at Moriarty's (yum!)
-swimming at the hotel (twice!)
-vietnamese food (yum)
-reading terminal market
-the famous love statue
-the drexel national history museum (got to meet another friend who lives in philly, and walk through the museum and have lunch with her...more fun!)
-the barnes institute art museum (tons of impressionist art!)
-ride to the top of city hall, right under the statue of william penn
-indian food (yum)

wow....just typing it all makes me really tired. we had an action-packed trip in which pretty much nothing went wrong, and everything worked out perfectly.  we learned a lot.  laughed a lot.  made memories and tried new things.  it was an absolute blast.  we took way too many pictures to share, but here are a few...









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