What was it, Monday? we took Yuula into Scranton, because apparently we are now part of a cult, to buy her some dance garb. Some shoes, a couple leotards and tights, and a cool Benjamin later, we were ingratiated into a whole new world, that, frankly, I'm not sure we're ready for.
Yuula's ready tho.
We drove thru Scranton, what a dreadful town, and tried to be touristy and make the best out of the trip. It didn't work very well. We don't make it up that way very often. Now we remember why.
There is however one shining oasis amongst the Steamtown misery. The New Amber Indian buffett. Best Indian I think we've ever had, not to mention that delicious rose ice cream.
No contest
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