We spent the afternoon in Easton, Pennsylvania today. We heard about the Crayola factory and thought it would be worth a visit for O. It was a mad house. There were way too many kids and not enough room to maneuver Gigi's stroller. We found a room to decorate T-shirts (additional cost of course) that wasn't crowded, so we spent an hour or so making this masterpiece.
Kim and I took turns coloring with O. During Kim's turn, I posted a few inquiries to friends on Facebook asking them if they knew of any good places to visit in Easton.
We hit one to two other exhibits then hightailed it outta there. We went for a walk looking for somewhere to catch an early dinner. We looked in a couple Antique stores and headed down a street when we heard someone shout, "Mollo.".
Suzy and Danny Moyer had seen us walk by a store they were visiting. Suzy was one of the people I had written to on my blackberry in the Crayola Factory. She didn't get the note. I haven't seen them in five years and we ran into them walking down a street. We went to a couple places where Danny exhibits his work (the pieces were amazing) and then went to a pub for a burger, nachos and some beers. It was fantastic seeing them. We're planning on getting together soon.
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There is no such thing as coincidences.
2 comments:
You and Carl Jung. 'Cept, he called it "synchronicity."
I happened upon your blog (almost) by chance and I just wanted to say that I enjoyed reading some of your insights on faith and parenting. Being a dad to a young child myself (in addition to having a stressful job), it's nice to have a creative outlet you can turn to when your head begins to spin (mine just happens to be gardening).
I've always wanted to take a pottery class. Looking at your pieces makes me want to squeeze some time in to do so.
PS - Provincetown is most definitely a magical place and running a little shop on Commercial Street would be anybody's dream job.
PSS - I hope you continue to blog.
Thomas
www.agrowingtradition.com
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