
Well I had trouble getting up this morning but I did manage to

et up and take Uber to Natalie's place downtown. When I was there she treated me to a

agel and we talked a bit while figuring out our bus trip to the Laurel Hill

emetery. We try to grab someone else but it was just up to. We then went to the bus

top and waited and realized after another woman told us that the

bus stop was moved due to road blockage. So we went there and caught the 9 bus that oes all the way

p t Schuykill Expressway. It was much

cooler than I thought it ould be. I've been hearing high temperatures of 70° in the weather

eport yesterday. We got off at the Wissahickon bus depot and

hen waited for a bit. It was beautiful there. There was a little waterfall there

as well. We took the bus and realized we were taking the 61 bus

going in the wrong direction. Fortunately we got off quickly and call the correct 61 bus pretty quickly. Once we got there, we were both

lown away at how beautiful it was there. It was obviously a well groomed

cemetery. It was very storage with tombstones and I'll play that were dated from the early 1800s.

We talked a bit about school stuff and took lots of pictures of the women

cemetery. We walked only part of this cemetery

and enjoye walking around this enormous place. I mean it is

eally big. I found out later that Harry Kalis was buried in this

emetery. I'll have to typically look for that when I next get

a chance to go there. After a while we got tired and we caught the 61 bus

ll the way into the city. I got off at Ridge and 21st St. I got to see a part of

hiladelphia I don't get to see that much even though I

live within 2 miles of it. When I finally got home I watch Sharon

take care of one of her laugh afterwards went up and took a nap. I was at the exhausted

for some reason. I woke up feeling kind of punky and I had one

of her friends getting ready for a Halloween party. She's dressing up and

hinking Stardust. Karen took a cheap wig and styled it to make it

ook like David Bowie. After her friend left for the costume party

I hung out with Sharon and we talked for a little bit. I didn't decided I would

go to the 8 o'clock meeting at Trinity. So I went and saw another

riend there. That was good. I think came home hop on the

hone a bit and made up some pasta and fell sleep

with a pasta half eaten. It wasn't a bad day after all. It just had the typical Martha and I travel through life so low and stuff.
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