Valley Forge 2009

Way back before I started this blog, I traveled to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania for the National Council for Teachers of English (NCTE) annual convention. It was at the Philadelphia Convention Center, across the street from the Reading Terminal Market. I am bummed that don’t have any pictures of the market itself, which is the first covered market that I had any real experience with; within it’s confines you could get cheesesteak sandwiches, polish deli food, cookies so greasy they left stains on the paper bags they came in, fresh produce from Amish farms, and much, much more.

After reading through a travel book that I had bought for the trip, I realized that a bus left hourly for Valley Forge National Park. Additionally, that bus left from the corner . . . across the street from my hotel, which in turn was less than a black from the Reading Terminal Market. So, waking up early, I grabbed breakfast at a deli in the market (an egg bagel toasted, with thickly spread cream cheese, sliced onions and tomatoes, and smoked salmon) and waited for the bus to arrive.

After an hour long bus ride, I arrived and was let out in front of the Visitor’s Center, which was also where I would meet the bus again hours later. In the meantime, I had miles of National Park to wander through, re-enactors to watch and talk to, and a bookstore to peruse. While wandering through the park, I got to see deer hiding in the woods and fields, and, in late November, the weather and scenery were gorgeous, especially coming from Southern California like I do (where we have no real winter really).

However, more than the deer or the scenery, I like watching the re-enactors go through their spiels and being to look through what a campaign encampment would look like. Here are a few pictures (I apologize for the quality-this is from before I bought my Nikon D300S) that I took of them demonstrating drills:

Revolutionary War Re-enactment Valley Forge


3 thoughts on “Valley Forge 2009

    • They do have the best food!

      The first one I visited, when I was in Oxford, England several years ago, struck me as a magical place that was hidden inside the walls of an otherwise normal building. It was the closest I’ve ever come to feeling like I found a secret room somewhere, or something like Diagon Alley from Harry Potter. Covered markets always call to my imagination.

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