I need a bit of advice here.

I really want to go to the Jenny Philly show, but I am a big wuss who does not like to drive in the city.

So I could take the train from Hammonton, NJ (right near my house) to 30th street station.

If I do that, how would I get from 30th street to the TLA? And how would I get back to the station again? Busses? Taxi? The last train out of the city is at 12:50 - that should be enough time to see the concert, right?

That's option one.

Option two is I stop being a big wuss and drive. Which means I would need to know where to park! Is it hard to park around the TLA? Factors to consider here - I suck at parallel parking, and I can't walk too far because of my spinal injuries so it would have to be relatively close. I can always get to the venue early and just hang around until the show.

Thoughts? Advice? Thanks!

The train ride was so much fun!

We had to ride to Tuckahoe first though, because the train was all full up when we got to Richland. It was weird, because we wound up visiting some places I hadn't been since I was a teenager- we stopped and ate dinner at a restaurant where I used to work briefly, drove over a bridge that I once threw a ring over, passed this pay phone where I used to save all my lunch money to call the boy who was making me a bit crazy, and so on. It was really nostalgic.

Riding the train was great! We saw deer, and bunnies, and horses, and a turtle - and all the beautiful leaves, and the rivers... it was so nice! Even the graffiti under one of the bridges was fun- Snoopy smoking a joint and holding a gun.

We also discovered an abandoned Russian church back in the woods when the train passed by it- and afterward, we went and hunted it down by car. It's so beautiful and so sad, all abandoned. Some of the lower basement windows were broken, but the stained glass windows were still in tact. After a bit or research, we discovered the sign- the Byelorussian Autocephalic Orthadox church, and the Very Rev Karp Star was the preacher. My brother remembered work with Reverend "Karpie" as they called him in a clothing factory back in the 1970's, when his congregation was too poor to pay his salary. I can't find anything about the history of the church, and now I really want to. The property is for sale- and it's a beautiful old building. There's a tin cross nailed to the door that's still shiny.

Now I'm tired and achy though- but it's almost time to pick up Aus, yay!