Ride the Red Train!

We took a family trip to Pittsburgh yesterday, so that Brian could network with a fellow Ross grad at Heinz. Pittsburgh is such a neat city. From the dramatic geographically and the distinct neighborhoods to the historic-yet-hip feel, it made a fun day trip. While we were there, we stopped at Point State Park right in downtown Pittsburgh to look around and snap a few photos.

Then Brian had his meeting while Laura drove around the city attempting to calm an antsy two-year-old who wanted OUT of the car while trying to find a spot to nurse Ezra without getting a traffic ticket-turn-misdemeanor. Poor Felix, we never got to stretch our legs during Dad's meeting, since parking's a beast downtown.

Afterward, we went to the Duquesne Incline to "ride the RED TRAIN!!!!!!!!". It's a steep little train car that goes up and down this supa-steep incline from along the Monongahela River to Mount Washington south of downtown Pittsburgh. It's adorable, and thrilling for little boys. But they didn't take debit card, so I rode the down with the little ones while Brian drove around trying to figure out how get cash without the atm fee. Anyhow, it was very fun!

Now that we've been to Pittsburgh, Felix can't stop talking about the place. When he sees airplanes, he says they're heading there. Trucks too--all of them. And just about every day during lunch he lets me know that it's, "Lunch time, Potty time, Nap time! And... after we Go.. To.. Pittsburgh!!!" I'm not sure what the obsession is all about, but it's funny. Perhaps it's a premonition?