Onward to Philly!

I know now why people hate hipsters, though I'm still committed to calling them snarkies instead. I mean, we didn't meet them, they just scowled at us from the their post at Starbucks seemingly frowning because we were taking attention away from their new boots. Otherwise, the ride into Philly was smooth riding all the way; beautiful day, blue sky, wide shoulders.

There was an instance where Jacob attempted some off-roading. I tried to reason while Russ volunteered to take pictures. As you can see in the pictures, my reasoning was abandoned for a thrill ride.

Just before this we had a delicious lunch atop a mountain, where we hopped a slow-rolling train and had some rest. Russ was super excited and pulled a "Rocky Balboa".

Philadelphia, by the way, has stop lights at every block. It does get a little exhausting. But our hosts are fantastic. Steve has the highest Boat Captain's license one can have and he pilots container ships going in and out of port. Debbie is a Code Pink regional Coordinator who, two days after hurricane Katrina hit, was in the affected region asking people what they needed and going off to find a store to fill her car full of food and other necessities. Debbie is a true American heroine. We are glad to be here in Philly with some good peeps.