It’s good when people come to visit you, because you end up doing things you normally would not do, if ever. With Heather’s Dad and Bonnie we saw Philly with the aid of a horse and it’s guide. As a side note, our guide was kind of crazy (not in a terribly bad sort of way however). He kept yelling at all the Hummers and SUVs at the top of his lungs, shouting out their horrible gas mileages. I just was hoping not to get shot by someone before the ride was over.
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