The overnight Megabus to New Orleans arrived mere minutes before my Amtrak Crescent departed for Philadelphia, but I boarded the train in time. I'm grateful that I can still run, even with luggage and heel spurs. Mid-journey, I noticed that my wallet was missing, but with help from an attendant and fellow passengers I found it under a nearby seat.
Fresh from a couple of days with my half-brother and his three sons in Pennsylvania, including some tourist time in Philly, I rented a car to drive up to Connecticut. It rained most of the way, which forces one to concentrate that much more on driving, especially on the New Jersey Turnpike and I-95. One of my reasons for driving up instead of taking the train to Connecticut was to crawl around Tenafly NJ, where my parents grew up and where I spent some happy times as a small child.