I’m back
: And you didn’t even know I was gone. I get a little paranoid telling the world we’re away. And thanks to my handy, dandy Treo 600, I was able to use it as a modem (at 145 kps), avoiding the usurious hotel access fees.
We went to Hershey, which seemed like a good idea. It’s a bit of a rip-off and they are surprisingly clueless about children, for a brand built on decaying children’s teeth. The reputed children’s menu at the we’re-too-fancy-we-know-it’s-not-New-York-but-we-can-act-like-it-restaurant had goat-cheese risotto. Show me one kid on earth who’ll eat goat-cheese risotto (French excepted). The amusement park is empty but they still charge you $6 for parking.
We still prefer Skytop.
Well, actually, we just prefer being home.
: Oh, yes, and I forgot to mention how silly it was seeing little kids hug a walking York Peppermint Patty.
I was holding out to hug a Reese’s Piece.
