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Riding the Rails
Nov. 15th, 2021 07:45 pmToday is Beth's birthday, but we're not doing anything special today. We do have a lot of stuff planned for this week, though. I think it's going to be exhausting. My birthday is coming up on Thursday, and again, no particular plans for that day, aside from my weekly guitar lesson. We didn't do anything on Halloween either, although we did go out the night before to see the Brooklyn Chamber Orchestra perform at a church. They played the fourth movement of Berlioz' Symphonie Fantastique (the march to the scaffold), Saint-Saens' Danse Macabre, Liszt's Totentanz, and Boito's "Prologue in Heaven" from Mefistofele. The last one was accompanied by a chorus, with the bass singing the lead part of the Devil. We got tickets to see some other performances by the orchestra.
This past Saturday, we went with Beth's mom and uncle to Cape May to ride the Revolution Rail. They have these in other places as well, pedal cars that run on abandoned railroad lines. There was a lot of wind, so it was pretty chilly. Apparently there's sometimes wildlife, mostly birds, that can be seen from the tracks, but we didn't see any.
We stopped at a nature preserve along the track, where they had an insect hotel and lots of milkweed for migrating butterflies.
They also have bald eagles there, but again, we didn't see them. At the terminal where we boarded the cars, Beth and I posed in a face cutout thing that was clearly made with smaller people in mind.
After the ride, Beth bought some stuff at a peanut butter store, and we had dinner at a diner that was also a pizzeria, although none of us got pizza. I was considering having stromboli, but instead I chose a pizza steak, and Beth's mom and uncle also had cheese steaks. I remember the grocery store nearby having good stromboli, but we haven't been shopping in a while, at least not properly. I mostly get stuff from bodegas and drugstores these days, and that's probably more expensive.
This past Saturday, we went with Beth's mom and uncle to Cape May to ride the Revolution Rail. They have these in other places as well, pedal cars that run on abandoned railroad lines. There was a lot of wind, so it was pretty chilly. Apparently there's sometimes wildlife, mostly birds, that can be seen from the tracks, but we didn't see any.
We stopped at a nature preserve along the track, where they had an insect hotel and lots of milkweed for migrating butterflies.
They also have bald eagles there, but again, we didn't see them. At the terminal where we boarded the cars, Beth and I posed in a face cutout thing that was clearly made with smaller people in mind.
After the ride, Beth bought some stuff at a peanut butter store, and we had dinner at a diner that was also a pizzeria, although none of us got pizza. I was considering having stromboli, but instead I chose a pizza steak, and Beth's mom and uncle also had cheese steaks. I remember the grocery store nearby having good stromboli, but we haven't been shopping in a while, at least not properly. I mostly get stuff from bodegas and drugstores these days, and that's probably more expensive.
