Last week, like in much of the northeast, New York was on Spring Break. This meant the kids daycare was closed for four days (because daycare they don’t close the WHOLE week school is out). Rather than stay at home, hit up the park and feel guilty about the state of our apartment, we took a trip. I booked Amtrak to Philadelphia and used hotwire for a cheap hotel downtown.
The train is fast and easy and the kids like it. We met up with some friends and family for a couple of meals. The big events were the Please Touch Museum and a Duckboat Tour. Simon saw the Duck on the street and that was it – we HAD to do it. And I realized I am totally the goofy parent who dances and quacks and right now the kids think I’m great and I will be the embarrassment of their existence when they are teens.
The last morning we went to look at historic Philly and visited the U.S. Mint. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do and I was finally visiting during the week! Simon can now tell you all about how money is made. But while we were waiting in line, we chatted with the older couple in front of us. She asked how our vacation was and we must have laughed. Then she said, “when my nephews were little, my brother would say, it’s not a vacation, it’s a relocation.” So very very true. This wasn’t relaxing. But it was away and so very very fun.