We woke up pretty early and headed on to Philadelphia. My original plan was to go to Boston first, but I decided that there really wasn’t much I wanted to see in Boston. We were going to see MIT, but decided that going to Keene was more important.

We got into our hotel room around 10 am and got all our stuff into the room.

I figured out the maps for the town and headed off. Jesse really doesn’t care about any of that stuff, so I did the Lone Ranger thing. Probably all for the best because I have an unusual way of touring: I do the run/visit thing. I ran at least 7 miles today between locations. There is no way that J could have kept up with me, not that he wanted to.

Ben Franklin is one of my main heroes. I really got a kick out of running around his neighborhood, visiting his grave (throwing in a penny!), seeing where his print shop was and generally just imagining he was just around the corner.

Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell were also awesome.

Then to top it all off, the Franklin Institute had the King Tut exhibition in town! I enjoyed seeing that plus watching the IMAX movie of the Mysteries of Egypt. I have to admit that I was disappointed that the main face mask for Tut wasn’t there. Apparently, they don’t let that out of Egypt any more. Bahd luck. It was still super!

Ran back to the hotel. J and I ate pizza. I’m tired.

Peace.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

J and I finished up the Liberty Forum conference in Concorde, New Hampshire this morning.
Congressman Ron Paul was the final speaker. I enjoyed listening to his presentation.

We packed up the car and headed over to Keene, NH. That’s the town that J really wants to move to. It’s a beautiful place, lots of friendly folk. But too far from dead old Dad for my taste. Plus it got like 21 feet of snow this year! It was nice when we went through.

Our plan was to drive to Philadelphia, but we ended up about 50 miles short stopping just outside of Allentown, PA. Weather really got bad with heavy snow and road icing. I’ve had some bad experiences with icy roads and I started to get the fear. Turns out they closed the roads about an hour after we got off them. When the Yankees close roads, fer sure an ol’ African like me needs to be off ’em. Give me mud any day.

We stayed at a Scottish Inn run by a bunch of Gujarati Indians. The room was ok but the toilet seat was broken. I sat on it and it slid off and I thought I broke my back. It’s ok.

Thanks for praying for us!

Peace.