Well, would ya? With the addition of the "Red Rocket", out of town trips are easier, more accessible, and the options are endless. Sam wanted to test this theory. We visited Philadelphia just over a year ago for my cousin Dave's med school graduation from Penn. Sam was excited about taking the trip because he really wanted a cheesesteak. Unfortunately, we weren't in charge of our schedule, our time, or our choice for meals, which resulted in Sam missing out on the cheesesteak! This has bothered him for more than a year now, so his idea for our first trip, was to take a jaunt across Brooklyn, Staten Island, and New Jersey into Pennsylvania for no other reason than patronizing the famous "Pat's - King of Steaks" and "Geno's", home of the Philly Cheesesteak!
When Sam spoke to friends and family, they thought we were stupid for making this trip for a sandwich, pointing out that we can find cheesesteaks in NY! Well, Sam wouldn't settle for just any cheesesteak and to make it more fun, we invited Jen and James to accompany us along.
We crossed over the Ben Franklin Bridge to Philadelphia and were met with gorgeous downtown Philly. First stop - Pat and Geno's. Let me mention that these are two separate cheesesteak places located across the street from each other. Weird huh? Due to the pretty colors and lights at Geno's (not to mention the shorter lines), we ordered up cheesesteaks with cheese whiz, cheese fries and birch beer!
Well, we couldn't leave Philly without checking out where it all began. We walked around Independence Hall, checked out the Liberty Bell and stood on an old-school burial ground (under a gorgeous park). 
But the best part of the day was re-creating "Rocky" and his training by hauling our asses up the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art. What a stunning view...and once you get to the top of the steps, you can see for days (okay, so you can see down the street, not to mention the Philly skyline!).
And then it was back to Brooklyn for the evening, but not without a stop in New Jersey to fill up the tank. Did you know that you can't pump your own gas in NJ? How strange...
So the Red Rocket successfully made her first trip with no problems! We had lots of sun, little traffic and good company. Next stop....um, we haven't decided yet!
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i already came up with some choices. We can go to Chicago for a slice of pizza, we can go to Maine for lobster, or Boston for some chowder. Starting to see a theme???
Now wait a minute. I'm the one who encouraged Sam to go. I told him even though it's two states away it's less than 100 miles or 1 1/2 hour if the traffic is decent. When I was a lad and walked 5 miles uphill both ways in the snow to get to school 4 of us went to Washington DC for a cuppa coffee. And, yes, I did know it's illegal to pump your own gas in New Jersey. Can you say "strong unions".
May not be illegal to pump your own gas in Israel, but it's almost unheard of. The little attendants either completly ignore you or fight over themselves (must be boring waiting all day for a car to come to you) trying to be of service.
Glad you're enjoying the "freedom" of having a car at your disposal.
Also glad to see you're back on the blog wagon - maybe I will too...
Oh...and my vote is for you to drive to Texas for some decent Mexican food (and margaritas) - which is all I have been craving during this pregnancy. I could eat it 3 times a day every day (OK - maybe every other day - with a stuft baker in there once or twice for good measure.
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