This weekend was...amazing. I feel like me again, the me that I thought totally died last summer. Maybe it is the music, or hanging out with Cass so much. All I know is, on Sabbath we went to Angela Park, and then on Sunday, I was driving at 3:30 in the morning with charlie horse, and the sky was dark with these crazy orange Mordor clouds over this one town, and it was like we were on some incredible journey. All of a sudden, everything felt okay...more than okay. Good, right, happy. I was in love with life, today, and it was wonderful.
Angela Park was soooo cool. The Balloon festival was amazing, but I will get to that another day. Today, it's all about Angela. It used to be an amusment park from the late 50s to the early 80s...my mom spent most of her childhood there. It got shut down, and then things got plowed over, and then they filled in the pool. That kind of sucked - it was supposedly the biggest public pool in PA, or something crazy like that. People used to skate in the pool, before it was filled in (with dirt). Now, it's this crazy hole of grass and bugs and animals and stuff. I had so much fun walking around and taking pictures, trying to figure out what was a ride..I found what I think is part of a scrambler, the mini golf course, the baseball and basketball courts, and the pool. Chad and I walked along the mini train trail, but the tracks were all ripped up, so we didn't know it until later.
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