Alright, I know at least some of you have been waiting for a new post to go up. Let's see, where had I left off. When I last posted, really posted, We were ready to head off on our magical trip to another state.
We got off to a late start on that Friday, but all went well with the trip out anyway. Gage slept a good portion of the way. We stopped a little after the half-way mark to get some food. We had another quick stop to switch places and one last stop to fill up with gas. We got to Tom's place and decided to just decompress for a little while. Terri and Gage were relaxing in Tom's apartment and Tom and I went up on the roof of the apartment building to check out the views. We could see the stadium for The Riversharks, the skyline of Philadelphia and Tom's office building. Yes, only Tom would end up in an apartment building across the parking lot from his office building.
Anyway, for dinner we ended up just eating at the NJ incarnation of TGI Fridays. The parking lot was packed, but there were plenty of tables inside. After dinner we stopped by the Wal-Mart to pick up some food for Gage to last through the weekend. Apparently in New Jersey if you buy something at the Wal-Mart there's some kind of rule that if you get stopped by the random security check on the way out the door, you must discard all the packaging for your items in the Wal-Mart parking lot.
In the span of three parking spaces we saw boxes for a blender, baby stroller, and baby car seat. To top it off, on the way out of the little plaza there was an abandoned car seat. I guess once they bought the new one the old one was no longer needed.
Friday night Tom and I left Gage and Terri to sleep and headed to the lounge to attempt the game that Tom gave me for Christmas. After realizing we couldn't bypass the input on the big screen tv without a remote, we decided to play just using Tom's mini-DVD player. Of course, if we had stopped to read the box for the game we would have realized that the game took 3 or more players. So Tom just ended up losing at the 90's version of Trivial Pursuit.
On Saturday we hung out in Tom's apartment watching Gage do laps around the living room and into the hallway during the morning. Then we risked life and limb driving into Philly to meet up with Adam Davis. I thought I was going to need a flak jacket driving into Camden. Turns out after the nuclear cleansing, Camden was a veritable ghost-town. The same can't be said for Philly, though. That's where I felt like I needed a flak jacket. Or at the very least the appropriate colors. Near Adam's apartment is something called the Italian Market. Apparently the Italian Market is a stepped up version of the Strip District. Except it's ok to turn several driving lanes of traffic into a parking lot. Once we finally made it to Adam the trick was finding a safe place to take cover. Turns out we headed straight to the protection of the mob. The cheese-steak mob. More to follow...