POOR old Philadelphia suffered as a result of our 'too many cities, not enough time' syndrome.I'm sure it's got just as much to offer as Baltimore, Charlotte or Oklahoma, but I think we're getting weary.
We spent a couple of hours walking to and around the historic district and it was perfectly pleasant, but I think we're starting to feel the pull of our New York loft apartment at the end of the road. We were heading north again just after lunch, aiming for a final night stop close enough to New York for an easy run in on Monday morning.After dinner at the bar/restaurant next to our Piscataway motel, Laura suggested I stayed in the bar with Bill and enjoy a few more drinks – Jack Daniels on ice as we watched the closing ceremony of the Olympics.
These beautiful Motel 6 quilt covers have brightened up many drab rooms since California. This was the last of them.New Castle to Piscataway = 120 miles (including motel search).
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