|The only reason my mom knows what I look like.|
|Should read "Visit Erie...in summer...cause seriously we don't need you on our roads in the winter," but that is a bit long.|
|And that's not even that bad of an accumulation. seriously.|
I met up with Takishia, Brian, Dylan and about 6 other individuals for breakfast, we would be having breakfast at a local establishment, Panos, that had been a tradition with me and my dad for as long as I can remember. It was barely 9am when we got to Panos, why we were awake at this ungodly hour is still unknown to me. Panos is a small local eatery where the owner himself seated us, and a friendly waitress took our order. Takishia and Brian were shocked by the prices, the lowest meal costing just $1.99. One of the best parts of Erie is the cost of going out is virtually nothing compared to most cities. Breakfast was amazing, just as breakfast always is, so long as bacon is included.
|And I'm not even getting paid for all these plugs.|
|It's a trail with a sidewalk, not sure why you'd think it'd be anything different.|
We walked back to the car, explaining the history of buildings on the peninsula and telling our own stories of memories. Our next location would be another beach, just a few miles down shore from the peninsula, a beach I wasn't 100% sure how to get to. We drove around as I eyed the cliff side for a giant staircase, it had been over a decade since I had last ventured down those stairs but their length had stayed with me. Finding the stairs I hurried the others out of the car, explaining that technically we would be trespassing during this segment of the trip. When we got to the beach we were greeted by my uncle, a local artist who uses the stones and other natural elements on the beach to build open space art installations, which frequently get swept away by the encroaching lake. I had never been down to see his work, having only learned of his endeavors the night before at Christmas dinner, and the breadth of his work was amazing. Unfortunately the lake was surging and much of his work had been erased, but a massive wall he had built stood strong, resembling a druid temple.
|One of his displays. You can, and should, visit his site at STONEWAVE|