Wescott is an awesome neighborhood located not too far from the Syracuse University Campus.
Home too many students, professors, alumni, and all ranges of income levels : it is quite the melting pot of culture.
Home of the best Mexican Restaurant.
Alto Cinco. Stop in an have a real margarita.
When they announced the first Annual Bacon Fest in Downtown Syracuse’s, Clinton Square I was like “Yes!!!!”
When they announced it was only going to run for one day I was like “What????”
Clearly they underestimated CNY’s love for pork.
Hell, the Middle Eastern Fest is four days long.
So I parked my car down at the Inner Harbor with Liam so I didn’t have to pay or fight for parking then strolled up the Creek Walk to the square and let’s say I wasn’t surprised.
Each vendor line was easily 30 people deep. Some we’re just lined up to get lemonade.
So let’s just say they were a little overwhelmed.
But I did get to sample a few delicious items in between Liam’s requests for M&Ms.
Bacon Mac and cheese from MacaRollin
Chicken bacon ranch Gyro from Byblos Street Grill
And a ground beef and bacon Pazzerotti (FriedCalzone) from Pascarella’s
Nice idea for this event. But it needs more time.
If you mind is a busy a mine, the only way to keep all the important imput from going in one ear and out the other is to write it down .
I write everything down. Everything. If I don’t…it’s gone… Only to return at the most inopportune time. People know this so well about me that they are constantly reminding me to write things down. Some do me one better and write it down for me.
I make lists. Lists about everything. To do lists. Repair lists. Shopping lists. Bucket lists.
The problem is that there was no way I could organize this lists and random notes. I would lose them and have to start over.
So I stumbled upon a solution that works for me.
The Bullet Journal
It’s like a regular notebook but instead of lines it has dots that resemble graph paper for those with artistic ability.
But the thing that sets it apart is the index. Because each page is numbered, I can find any note by jotting it down in the index.
I’m about three weeks in and I love it.
Liam is becoming quite the little hiker. Traveling almost three miles yesterday by himself.
Some highlights included him dragging a 6 foot stick for over a mile ( no exaggeration). Then stopping to examine every accorn. “Scrat corns” he would say. In reference to the Ice Age movies where the saber toothed squirrel is always on the hunt for acorns. And his excitement over the newts or salamanders ( I couldn’t tell) near the end of the trail.
“More wizards, daddy?”
I know that I’m supposed to be balancing out my travel but it was actually business that brought me to the state capital on Tuesday morning.
This was actually a first for me. I have been to the suburbs or Albany many times but never the downtown area. With 90 minutes to kill before my meeting, I was like a kid in a candy store. Total stimulation.
I know there is much more to see but here are a few pics.
After my stroll it was back to the Albany Pump Station for my meeting. The pump station is a forth generation brewery and Restaurant built inside an abandoned water pumping station by the Hudson River.
Slyvan Beach Amusement Park was always one of those happy childhood memories that never quite felt the same as an adult. The park has relatively stayed the same over the last 25 years with the same old ,ruin down buildings needing a much overdue coat a paint.
So why did I take the boys there this past Sunday? Because my mother was dying to see them and she too has fond memories of the summer tourist town.
The kiddie rides are actually a steal at $14.95 for an unlimited bracelet. Liam rotated between the same few rides for almost two hours.
Lucas is now big enough to go on the bigger rides…but not alone.
So there I am riding the haunted house ride, and then the tilt a whirl which made me want to vomit. I’m never more aware of my age as when I go on these rides. I used to be able to go all day non stop. But now, Flip me around a few times and I’m ready to hurl.
I did get Lucas to go on the first rollercoaster I was ever went on. He might have been scared but by the end he was smiling as we shared a special bonding moment.
In the end. The place might not be exciting to adults but can still provide a great day to the kiddies.
The roads are never more peaceful than on a Sunday morning
On the west side of Syracuse you will find the Irish Community of Tipp Hill.
Home of one of the most unique Syracuse landmarks : The upside down traffic light.
The story goes that the local Irish residents were upset that their Irish green was depicted below British Red. So they would throw stones at the traffic light until local officials flipped it upside down.
The area is also known for its popular pub scene and religios architecture.
Coleman’s Irish Pub is pictured below with it’s double phone booths in front. One for us. One for leprechauns.
All in all. It was a relaxing stroll on a beautiful morning.