It has been a few days of taking regional rail around Philly and DC. Above is a picture of 30th Street Station - a beautiful grand old building in West Philadelphia that was my stomping ground in the early eighties. Some day you can ask me the story about the harmless fun that occurred late one summer night with three fraternities brothers on the roof of this building, but I need not volunteer that information here.
This was where I took the train from on Sunday to the airport. I have some dinner plans with family in Norristown tonight. Oops, gotta run.