As you can see in my avatar, we have two tiny boys in our familly. At that age, they don’t know from trains, not even Thomas and Percy. Having recently moved from New un-fairfield CT(home of the water gestapo) to PA, my lovely and wonderful wife wanted to go to the Choo-Choo barn. The heart of Amish country! Yuppers, Rt 30 going towards Strassburg might as well be Rt 46 in NJ. I digress. Isaacs Deli is pretty good unless your one of those, “If it ain’t in Zagats I’m not going” people. The hobby shop, well, it was a bit better stocked with structures and rolling stock and they did carry brands which I usually only see in MRs advertising(ok, I’m posting this in Trains forum instead of MR, why?) but I wasn’t feeling up to par and frankly not in the mood for looking at stuff that I’m not ready for. Went upstairs, bought both a Thomas and a Percy stuffed toys for the boys. As a retail professional, I give the overall impression a strong favorable but not a go a hundred miles out of your way for the experience.
We move on to the good stuff. Having left late we arrived at the Pennsylvania Railroad Museum just before 4. They close at 5. Just enough time for a mildly fast walk around and look at all the heavy iron monsters! Didn’t get my seven bucks worth due to our shortness of time. Even missed, since I didn’t know it was going on, a model show featuring circus and carnival trains. Pretty nifty stuff, but again, we were too late to see most of the displays. Oh well. We left at five, crossed the road and looked at the Strassburg Railroad. HEY! TWO DOLLARS AND SIXTY CENTS FOR A LARGE SOFT DRINK!?!?! Geez. I call it the captive audience syndrum. I sat around showing off the boys while my wife failed to use her AMEX in the gift shop since they don’t accept it there. For my birthday this year, I’m getting the non-Karl Malden excuse.
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