East Coast Travel Log: Saturday

7:44 am - You know it's a bad thing when you consider waking up at 7:20 "sleeping in".

Yesterday was much, much slower than what we did in New York. After eating breakfast, we loaded onto another bus, met our bus driver slash tour guide for the rest of the trip (named Jay), and headed off to Philadelphia. After writing in my travel log, I drifted in and out of sleep. I was tired.

Philadelphia was pretty nice. It was a beautiful city, and had some pretty cool history. The tour guide we had there, a woman named Ellen, knew a lot about the area and gave us a great walking tour. We saw the Liberty Bell, the Pennsylvania Statehouse-- also known as Independence Hall-- Benjamin Franklin's estate, Franklin's gravesite, Carpenter's Hall-- the home of the first Continental Congress... a lot of things. It was neat, but so much slower than New York.

Then we got on the bus again, and I drifted in and out of sleep again. The chaperones put on "National Treasure", and a few times, I would swear that I was aware and conscious the full time I was asleep. I would close my eyes, and when I opened them, the movie would have skipped a while. We got to Gettysburg, a tourguide named Blake got on the bus and we toured the battlefield. He described the battle there as Jay drove around.

When he was done, we stopped at the gift shop. I grabbed two pins, one of General Ulysses S. Grant, and another of General Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson. I'm starting quite a collection of pins on my black corduroy shirt.

Bwah. Breakfast. I'll continue this later.