



By the time we got into the tour of Independence Hall, I was so done with the day, but I hung in there. I enjoyed the Liberty Bell, but I wanted to touch it. How come you can't? Some guy did touch it and the park ranger was there in a second and told him to step away and not touch it again, so I guess it is good that I stayed behind the ropes. The biggest drama of the day was my pants...they were driving me crazy and I wanted Mom to roll them up, then put them down, then roll them up...I couldn't make up my mind.
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