I do wonder if the name Intercourse, Pennsylvania is a bit of sick Amish humor..."Let's call it a sex name, but not talk about it!"
What can I say about the Amish?? Kel-Kel (the nickname Marco gave her) feels that these are her peeps. I guess because they are private? I really need to pinpoint what aspect she relates to because I found the whole experience part sweet, part odd.
I will say it was a thrill seeing our first horse drawn buggy in the middle of a touristy two lane road. Randomly we would see people and take their picture, which we had heard they didn’t like having their picture taken, but they didn’t mind (at least the ones we asked). Did you know that the Amish introduced Americans to the pretzel? Now I don’t know if the shop we ate at owns the original recipe, but I’m pretty sure Aunt Annie’s stole their franchise idea. These boys were the same ages as Jules and Mac, so cute with their hats and dimples.
It smelled like horse poo everywhere, and again, we hadn’t had lunch. Fortunately, we did eat breakfast! For the first time on our trip there was a Starbuck’s that had spinach feta breakfast wraps. Yay! Our goal was now to get to New Jersey, drop off the car and heard into the city. Dinner by 10:30 – not impossible!
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