Back to Manayunk

This was the weekend of the annual Manayunk Arts Festival in Philadelphia. Living in Manayunk for several years, we became very familiar with this festival and grew to really appreciate it. Main Street shuts down and is taken over by with hundreds and hundreds of tents filled with eccentric artists, along with loud music, good food, free drinks, and TONS of people in the streets.

This year, we returned to our old stomping grounds, parked in our old parking lot, and walked down our old street and past our old apartment. It was very bittersweet to return this time. The last time we lived there, we were about 4 months pregnant with Braden. Now, here he was in our arms as we passed by. It was just surreal.

We were so happy to leave Manayunk last year and find a real home and start our family. I don't think we even said goodbye as we drove away in the moving trucks. But we must confess, going back this weekend made us totally miss it. We almost want to move back! (And the arts festival was a lot of fun, too... But hot!!!)

The festival

Braden & Daddy stopping in at Bourbon Blue,
the restaurant where Bill was Sous Chef

Braden in the free T shirt he got from
the Manayunk tavern

(We had a hook-up- Bill's old buddies
from Bourbon Blue are the owners)

Leaving Manyunk