Giverny is located on the River Seine in Upper Normandy, France between the towns of Vernon and Gasny. After Claude Monet, a famous French painter and founder of Impressionism, acquired wealth from the increased sales of his paintings, he purchased land and developed a large area into a floral garden. This locale is best known as the location where Monet had created paintings mostly based on water lilies resting on a pond near a Japanese-style bridge.
I had a great day. I went to the National Guard Recruiter in Woodbury, NJ and spoke with a staff sergeant about options, donated blood at the American Red Cross of Camden and Burlington Counties in Camden, NJ where I discovered the refuted term 'Golden Triangle,' and most importantly, met up with a much prettier, more soulful Bruce Leroy at the Philadelphia Museum of Art aka The Rocky Museum.
I don't want to shoot myself in the foot, but the singing birds returned after Cupid's lethal accuracy, and I'm so excited about what's to come! (Full disclosure: I'm seeking a better mantra than "Don't screw this up")
Uitwaaien is a Dutch word that cannot be fully translated into English: it literally means "to walk in the wind," but in the more figurative and commonly used sense, it means "to take a brief break in the countryside to clear one's head."
Showing posts with label Camden. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 1, 2014
Friday, December 27, 2013
Maple Shade to Philly bike ride
http://www.phillyburbs.com/00redesign/news/local/tacony-palmyra-repairs-highlight-lack-of-bike-access/article_49639d30-a6b6-5b8d-b1f2-2185f3e321ea.html
Today's bike ride: Maple Shade, NJ to Philadelphia via Tacony-Palmyra bridge and back
Objective: Buy Banjo Brothers Saddlebag Pannier
Destination: Bicycle Stable
Weather: 39 - 36 degrees Fahrenheit
Total Distance: 29 miles
It started off nice and easy. I wanted to go Northwest to the Tacony-Palmyra bridge to catch a view in the sunlight, but I ended up heading West and ultimately through Camden via Federal St. When I realized I had gone the opposite direction, I decided to take PATCO to Philly from the Walter Rand Transportation Center. PATCO rail only cost $2.40 for a one-way, and I was in Philadelphia in 5 minutes after waiting another 5. I got out on 8th St., and I immediately fell in love with all of the bike paths Philly has to offer. Although south Jersey has some in Camden and other parts of Camden county, it's definitely lacking in a lot of areas in the state.
I take a quick 10-15 ride north to Bicycle Stable in Frankford, and the guys couldn't be nicer. I was surprised to see that not only did they carry Banjo Brothers, but also the exact rear saddlebag pannier in red that I had wanted. It cost $65 (8% sales tax?!! Yabba Dabba Doo!) and took a minute to put onto my bike rack.
It is really spacious, yet I'll reinforce it because it seems like it'll break if I have cans along with other groceries and roll over bumps and whatnot.
The ride from Bicycle Stable to the Tacony-Palmyra bridge was a little longer than expected, mainly because I chose a road with a lot of stop signs. Even north Philly has a ton of bike paths, and I only had to ride with traffic twice because people were entering/exiting a strip mall and crowding the bike lane.
Walking over the bridge was lovely because I just caught the sunset, and the oranges and purples hovered over Philly like a mother singing sweet lullabies to her newborn in the crib. I saw a lot of deer prancing around and took chase to see if I could live in their world, but they were too shy. Instead, I played Air Guitar outside of the NJ State Police HQ in Palmyra. It just seemed appropriate.
I stopped at a pizzeria, that was open, but not open because of renovation, but was still open...or so the sweet pizzeria mama told me. I asked if she could heat up a slice, and she said no, so I wished them a happy new year and took off.
Swerving and weaving, I didn't have a care in the world...until the cars behind me started honking...then I straightened out my act.
I found another pizzeria, had two slices, went to the bank, and cruised on home.
Today's bike ride: Maple Shade, NJ to Philadelphia via Tacony-Palmyra bridge and back
Objective: Buy Banjo Brothers Saddlebag Pannier
Destination: Bicycle Stable
Weather: 39 - 36 degrees Fahrenheit
Total Distance: 29 miles
Total Time: 4.5 hours
I take a quick 10-15 ride north to Bicycle Stable in Frankford, and the guys couldn't be nicer. I was surprised to see that not only did they carry Banjo Brothers, but also the exact rear saddlebag pannier in red that I had wanted. It cost $65 (8% sales tax?!! Yabba Dabba Doo!) and took a minute to put onto my bike rack.
It is really spacious, yet I'll reinforce it because it seems like it'll break if I have cans along with other groceries and roll over bumps and whatnot.
The ride from Bicycle Stable to the Tacony-Palmyra bridge was a little longer than expected, mainly because I chose a road with a lot of stop signs. Even north Philly has a ton of bike paths, and I only had to ride with traffic twice because people were entering/exiting a strip mall and crowding the bike lane.
Walking over the bridge was lovely because I just caught the sunset, and the oranges and purples hovered over Philly like a mother singing sweet lullabies to her newborn in the crib. I saw a lot of deer prancing around and took chase to see if I could live in their world, but they were too shy. Instead, I played Air Guitar outside of the NJ State Police HQ in Palmyra. It just seemed appropriate.
I stopped at a pizzeria, that was open, but not open because of renovation, but was still open...or so the sweet pizzeria mama told me. I asked if she could heat up a slice, and she said no, so I wished them a happy new year and took off.
Swerving and weaving, I didn't have a care in the world...until the cars behind me started honking...then I straightened out my act.
I found another pizzeria, had two slices, went to the bank, and cruised on home.
Monday, December 9, 2013
Two more weeks...
Two more weeks...
Mixed bag of strange emotions. One part trepidation, three parts relief.
I was all sorts of anxious recently until today when I started doing research on more jobs teaching abroad. I'm jazzed about traveling to Costa Rica, and it had been a destination for summer, but if nothing opens up, why not travel and teach in January?
All I've got to do is travel there, find a school while in country, and cross my fingers and toes. If nothing comes up, I could just fly back.
With coral artsy, I think she'll be interested in coming, but I need to travel on my own. Clear the head.
I've got two more weeks at my current school, a charter school in Camden, NJ. I'm beyond excited for the time to come, and I will still teach my scholars faithfully up until 21.12.13. However, 2014 will be a new year and I can't wait for its shiny adventures!
Mixed bag of strange emotions. One part trepidation, three parts relief.
I was all sorts of anxious recently until today when I started doing research on more jobs teaching abroad. I'm jazzed about traveling to Costa Rica, and it had been a destination for summer, but if nothing opens up, why not travel and teach in January?
All I've got to do is travel there, find a school while in country, and cross my fingers and toes. If nothing comes up, I could just fly back.
With coral artsy, I think she'll be interested in coming, but I need to travel on my own. Clear the head.
I've got two more weeks at my current school, a charter school in Camden, NJ. I'm beyond excited for the time to come, and I will still teach my scholars faithfully up until 21.12.13. However, 2014 will be a new year and I can't wait for its shiny adventures!
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