Once upon a time I went to Philly...
I left to Philly by train. I discovered many Americans have never ridden the train. Amtrak did a good job, even though the toilet door was hard to lock properly. Hmmm, shouldn't have said that. Well, for your information: Be sure that you keep locking the door if someone is trying to yank it open, or else, it might open at the final yank, and you might both be embarrased...
Well, I arrived in Philadelphia, and it's a nice historic site there, that Rachael and myself went to see. Accompanied by a little tour group, we witnessed a trial, where two kids were accused of something as serious as murder. (!)
Our tour guide was Tony.
Hi Tony! Yes, we were inside the Pennsylania State House, nicknamed Independence Hall by this French guy called Lafayette. Right?
Then we moved on to The Liberty Bell, the bell that is so famous, but it cracked the first time they used it. Maybe because they only payed 60 pounds for it...
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