Tuesday, August 28, 2012

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Another night on the town, this time B style. First I want to say, if you ever get nitrogen ice cream, never get it with dehydrated cheesecake....as B says "it has the consistency and taste of play-doh." ....stick to caramel and chocolate.
We visited the old town train station, and this place has a little pond set up that is fun to climb and discuss fear of heights on. The city is just beautiful from table rock (not table top). The twinkling of the city lights makes one think that man did a good job making a reflection of the twinkling stars on earth. We sat there for hours it felt like getting honked at and cat called and just enjoying the night sky. If you ever find yourself here on this mountain, take the route to the actual table rock top with the cross and the road to the back of the mountian. Unlike Robert Frost, we took both roads and both had it's perks. One we got the cat calls and the view of the city, the other we got the stars shining in all their glory and shooting stars to wish on.

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