Friday, a week earlier: I took Aidan to his first Pennsylvania schoolmate birthday celebration at a place that should be called "Boing Boing". We walked in this Walmart-size warehouse to be greeted by Jarra the beaming birthday boy, amidst a high-decibel din with about 50,000 youth jumping like popcorn off a hot stove. The entire floor is a carpet of trampolines interspersed with sectioned areas
for bounce games of several sorts. Three solid hours broken by a half hour of pizza and birthday cake. Whew. What happy-ness among the five boys in our group. Absolutely, no holding back as they let out all the stops maxing their entire bodies in physical joy--their favorite: the dodge ball court where they could hurl nerf-like basketballs at an opposing team. I never did learn the rules since so many youngsters crowded the entry that I could only see Aidan and friends clearly when one of them had boinged into the air.
Weather Report: Coats bought. Not a minute too soon.
Sunday, was focused on music…Aidan's cello lesson first; then, rush Keoni to Kimmel Center for rehearsal for the 3 p.m. PYO concert--his first concert in PA.
All five of us, Keoni in his concert tuxedo, arrived early on purpose for Aidan's cello lesson since the Philadelphia Marathon race was going on as well as the fans gathering for the Eagles game. A half block from his teacher, Mrs. "d"'s, home is a small park and a great place to wait with a soccer ball…
I'll add a few pictures in a later posting…
Finishing at Mrs. d's (for de Pasquale) we plowed through the crowded highways and streets to City Center for Keoni's concert rehearsal just on time thanks to John's heavy Internet research. While Keoni and the Philharmonic Youth Orchestra's members prepared for the three p.m. concert the rest of us found nearby food and Wendy and John added some libation. Further down the street was Liberty Hall which I will save for another trip into town.
In the meantime, Keoni, Aidan and I are all the way back in Tucson to take part in Betsy's Thanksgiving that she is hosting this year. John will arrive late tonight. Keoni is staying with friends in town as will John when he arrives in the wee hours tonight. Aidan and I are taking advantage of Phil's wonderful guest house in the Tucson Mountains. Already, the boys and I have had three grand days seeing the friends and family we love. The downpour we traveled in (Philly, Phoenix and Tucson!) quickly went away to bring the true Tucson winter. Wintering here is to be in an area's finest moment. Ideal for spacious skies, gold-tinged air, vivid mountains, basking in sunlight and games of soccer. In the dark, pouring rain after midnight on the way from the airport to Phil's I hear from the boys, "Look Saguaros!".
My pictures won't upload on the Internet connection here, but I will do a catch up on the weekend when we are back in PA.
I'll add a few pictures in a later posting…
Finishing at Mrs. d's (for de Pasquale) we plowed through the crowded highways and streets to City Center for Keoni's concert rehearsal just on time thanks to John's heavy Internet research. While Keoni and the Philharmonic Youth Orchestra's members prepared for the three p.m. concert the rest of us found nearby food and Wendy and John added some libation. Further down the street was Liberty Hall which I will save for another trip into town.
In the meantime, Keoni, Aidan and I are all the way back in Tucson to take part in Betsy's Thanksgiving that she is hosting this year. John will arrive late tonight. Keoni is staying with friends in town as will John when he arrives in the wee hours tonight. Aidan and I are taking advantage of Phil's wonderful guest house in the Tucson Mountains. Already, the boys and I have had three grand days seeing the friends and family we love. The downpour we traveled in (Philly, Phoenix and Tucson!) quickly went away to bring the true Tucson winter. Wintering here is to be in an area's finest moment. Ideal for spacious skies, gold-tinged air, vivid mountains, basking in sunlight and games of soccer. In the dark, pouring rain after midnight on the way from the airport to Phil's I hear from the boys, "Look Saguaros!".
My pictures won't upload on the Internet connection here, but I will do a catch up on the weekend when we are back in PA.
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