Windy Day Transportation

Mike, Greg and I have been looking for an apartment in the area, so my brain is a-swirling with questions about groceries, laundry, heating, water, and other mundane subjects. We’re staying in the area for the convenience of public transportation and one of my favorite things about where I live is the train station. In such a Main Line center as here, with all of our tanning, nail salons, overpriced everything, and froyo there is this this rusted, rotting, chill train station with a rainbow of honor boxes, and dripping corners.

 

 

 

 

 

30 Day Photo Challenge : Days 15, 16, 17

I’m not slacking! I was going to post days 15 and 16 yesterday, but I got home at 10.15pm, so I didn’t much feel like it. Posting on day 15 seemed silly, as I was sure everyone was glued to their televisions. As was I, except I was watching Sense and Sensibility.

Day 15

Dad on our hike at Valley Forge. We’d just gotten to a flat spot on Mt. Joy so we gulped some water and ate some cheese.

 

Looking down the trail. The snow was packed down and became very slippery at points. Going downhill was a cross between running and skiing. Slightly awkward and my ankles hurt a bit by the end. It was worth it though!

 

Mike enjoying a break on Mt. Joy. He looks quite the mountain man!

The rest of photos from the hike are here.

 

Day 16

Silly photo party go!

 

Mike’s really old 2 dollar bill. I think it’s from the 1920’s but I’m not sure.

 

My Person L shirt, which I never wear because it’s white and I’m afraid it’ll get stained. I might try to dye it or something, because it is very cool and I love Person L.

 

Day 17

It was absolutely freezing and windy today. I had a few locations in mind to photograph, but didn’t make it to them because of how cold it was. I stopped at the train station to gain some shelter from the wind.

 

Another train station shot. After this I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck and shuffled off across the ice and snow. Mostly ice though. All I could do was think of defiantly thick hot chocolate, riding in the back of a pick up truck in the cold under a wool blanket, and warm bread…sigh…

 

Hipster Cat does not approve of your social prejudices or your baggy pants.

Interview with the Mike-pire

While we were driving to the orchard on Sunday (I know, I know, we go there alot), I was thinking about how Mike  is settling down in a place so different from where he grew up. From Northeast Philly to Mainline Paoli.

Okay, what’s the difference between walking out your door in Northeast Philly and walking out your door in Paoli? Well, considering Philly is a much busier place and whatnot, you get a lot of people commuting. Cars and buses are everywhere. You tend to see a lot more social interaction as well. In Paoli, I don’t see nearly as many people or cars. Things are a whole lot more quiet. There aren’t 50 cop cars whizzing by at any given time. It is a huge difference.

What about the people? What differences do you notice in the populace? In Philadelphia, you have a lot of lower to middle class people. The mixture of races is 100% more than it is in Paoli. There seems to be more camaraderie in Philadelphia than in Paoli. If you sneeze in Philly, you will most likely get a ‘God Bless You’. In Paoli, I have noticed they usually step back like you just blew anthrax on them and say nothing. People in Paoli to me seem nice, but stuck up as well. I have noticed the fancier the credit card, the snobbier they are. Working in retail, I have noticed a lot about people up here.

Do you think you’ve changed at all since moving here? If so do you think it’s because of the area or because of living with your wife and in-laws? The only thing that has changed with me is my eating habits and getting more exercise. I believe I am the same person. I don’t curse as much, but not because I am changing [from the area]. I just don’t use it as much.By the way, it’s wooder. Not wahter.

So then what do you like about living up here on the main line? I like that you don’t have to feel threatened walking out your front door. Not that you always do in Philadelphia, but the crime rate is through the roof compared to Paoli. I like Paoli because it has a lot more greenery and whatnot. I also like being that guy with the tattoos and gauges. Keeps it interesting.

Well, thanks for your time, Mike!