Sunday was wedding day. Not actual wedding day, but really almost as important. We picked a date and made a startling amount of progress into other details. (One wonders how this sort of thing was accomplished in the days before the internet?) Monday was a bit more of the same, though more casual. We discovered - to our vast surprise and dismay - that Philadelphia's museums were observing the holiday by NOT opening on a Monday, so our original plan of going museum-hopping was out. So instead of venturing, planless, back into the city we investigated Macungie a little more in the form of a walk through town and the park with frisbee in hand. By mid-afternoon, though, we needed to get on the road and that was the visit; Rita's frozen smoothie thing in the car for the journey south to PHL and now it's 'see you soon' and 'miss you' like we've done many times before.