We used to do quite a bit of traveling when I was a child. Being able to visit a new place (or an old one, if we were going to see family) was exciting enough, but what I always look forward to most was the actual travel part, the mode of transportation whether plane, train, boat or car. And of course, hotels. Hotels were the best.
Just about to leave the station in Syracuse
I assume most children are like this. Liam certainly is. When we started planning for our trip to Philadelphia, we chose train on purpose, despite the fact that we knew we could drive there in much less time. I have to admit, traveling by train is a favorite for me. The melodic rocking of a train is soothing but bares a constant reminder that I am going somewhere, I am riding towards a destination. It was Liam’s first time riding a train. I loved watching his little face while we settled ourselves into our seats. So wide eyed, taking in another new experience.
To get to Philadelphia we had to travel first to New York City. I’ve been to Penn Station a few times now. I still get nervous trying to find my way around there and it’s harder still when you’re trying to keep an eye on a five year old who is far too enamored by his surroundings to follow his mother’s instructions to stay close to her side.
Once we arrived in Philadelphia we took a taxi to our hotel. Another first for Liam. Our hotel was awesome, the perfect location. It also had a spa and pool on the basement floor which my mom and I took full advantage of (well, the spa anyway, while Liam was in the pool with mofa).
We tried to keep our sight seeing low key. The first day was dedicated to Liam. We started out at the Please Touch museum followed by the zoo. I’m pretty sure the tiger was his favorite. Wow, what beautiful creatures.
Please Touch Children’s Museum
The next day was spent taking in some of the historical features of the city, via a lovely horse carriage ride. Our carriage driver also happened to be a retired high school history teacher, born and raised in the City of Brotherly Love. He had just as much pride for his city as he had a passion for its history. We also visited the Bruce Springsteen exhibit at the National Convention Center. More exciting for me than it was for Liam but now he knows exactly who I’m talking about when I tell him “lets listen to The Boss”.
Bruce Springsteen Exhibit at the National Convention Center
Philadelphia is definitely a city I could get used to living in, although the high murder rate does kinda suck. But there’s plenty to overshadow that particular statistic. Reading Market for one. The perfect blend of history and modern. The restaurants.
On our way back we had a long layover at Penn Station, so I decided to take Liam for a speedy walk down to Madison Square. It took every ounce of self restraint not to stop at H&M or Forever 21. Instead, we stopped at Toys R’ Us (where Liam convinced me to buy him yet another stuffed animal) and the M&M store.
Liam’s impression of the Statue of Liberty.
The whole trip was awesome! Another wonderful memory to keep close. Our next trip will be to Washington D.C. This one will be extra special as my mom is going to be knighted by the Norwegian Ambassador for all the work she has done with her Warsailors website. My parents rock. Just sayin.