July 20 -- homeward bound

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We had breakfast in the diner in Reading Terminal Market.  This '50s-look counter was in very good shape.  It can't have been original.

Looking into the kitchen.

After breakfast, we bought some cheese as a present for our foodie.

There are a lot of artisinal cheese makers in the Philadelphia area.  This kind of selection reminds me of France, and makes me want to taste each one........

Tearing ourselves away from the cheeses, we return to our hotel room to make sure everything is packed and ready for departure.

 One last look at the Pennsylvania Department of Records.

We haven't looked toward the east very often.  It's not the greatest view, but you can see pretty far from the 16th floor.....

I was just talking about how much I see in my pics, that I did not see when looking with my naked eyes.

This is barely visible, more or less in the middle of the above..........

Packed up, checked out, let's go.



You can hop on the light rail, adjacent to the convention center, and ride two stops west to the Amtrak station.  Without ever going outside.  This is excellent, when rain threatens.

I don't remember the train stations I frequented in France being so fancy.  I wonder who decided these grand and heavily embellished spaces were a good use of funds?

We waited a while for our train to arrive.  When it did, it was very crowded.  One of the conductors told me that "they" had decided to remove a car.  The train was booked for seven cars, but only had six..............

We weren't able to sit together, and I didn't get a window seat.  Humph.  This lessens my enjoyment of rail travel.........

We got to BWI without incident, and took the shuttle to the airport.  The one thing I'd thought to take a pic of, but didn't, was a long line of rocking chairs in one section of the terminal at BWI.  They were all full.  Everyone loves rocking chairs.....  Thank you, Southwest, for putting rocking chairs in BWI for us!

Speaking of Southwest, you gotta love them.  Their people always seem so relaxed and happy.  I prefer to reserve my seat in advance, but if that's what I need to give up to check one bag for free, and, more important, to have people helping me who seem to be comfortable and happy with their work, it's easily worth it.

Good on ya, Southwest.



You know I love to fly.

I look at clouds all the time.  It's excellent to be able to see them from above!

Look at that one skinny gray horizontal one, above all the white puffy mountains.....

This is what I imagine it looks like when you fly over the poles.....

That one very skinny cloud, upper right.....  So different from the ripples and mountains.

I saw a bunch of biggish islands in Lake Erie.  I don't remember seeing them before.  Thanks to Google maps, I was easily able to identify this as Kelley Island.  We are looking almost straight south.

(Ignore the patterns, upper left -- that's my shirt, reflected.  If I had my wits about me, I'd wear a plain dark shirt when traveling, to minimize unwanted reflections.....)

Almost home.  Westbound over Lake Erie, or, "Diagonal Lines."

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