On the last Monday of our summer at Knoll and the last evening of Mom's visit to Pennsylvania, we stepped out and went to Bethlehem for Musikfest - America's music festival. It was a big old thing, with many a platz to visit. We strolled around the grounds and found two things that were rather appealing: a SoCo frozen hurricane trailer (!) and a Slovenian polka punk rock band highly reminiscent of Gogol Bordello. We really enjoyed their set then wandered the tents; Mom left Jenelle and I a great host gift purchased on the grounds (a didgeridoo) and we all found a dinner snack before settling in for a few songs from a supposedly Celtic rock band who were not Celtic but rather quite terrible.
Today at work the end seemed ever closer. Despite a productive morning, in the afternoon we weren't terribly busy and even spent several minutes choosing ice cream flavors for a social in our honor on Thursday. One previously unimpressed advisors phoned in gushing reviews and we bound Knoll's copy of the report, all 71 pages of it.