In my high school, all
seniors had to take a class on parenting. There was a project in this class that
involved to taken care of an artificial infants, programmed to cry for
attention at completely random intervals. On the other hand, if you were
completely against taking care of said child and losing sleep, you were able to
do an accessory project in which you babysat a child under the age of 10 for an
entire weekend. As it so happens, my youngest cousin was 7 years old at the
time, and obsessed with Legos. My aunt's told me that they were having a Lego
convention in Pittsburgh that he really wanted to go to, and so it was a
compromise between needing a class grade and visiting a new place with my
younger cousin who I love to death.
And so, bearing that in
mind, I took my first trip to Pittsburgh. Even though I had been to Europe and
the Virgin Islands, I had never actually traveled that far west. This was my
first time to do so, and although it isn't much, it's definitely something. The
4-Hour Drive was rough, but we made stops every hour for my cousin, so it was
worth it and tolerable. We had Legos and video games to keep ourselves occupied
on the voyage.
Since I was with my aunt and
cousin, I didn't get to do a whole lot of sightseeing, but we still took a
little drive around town as soon as we unloaded our bags in our hotel room. We
were only staying one night, so we had to soak in as much of Pittsburgh as we
possibly could in that time. We took a drive to see downtown Pittsburgh, with
the bustling business district, before driving over to Heinz Field. Home of the
Steelers, this massive Fieldhouse can see it several hundred thousand people.
And it is just impressive from the outside.
After seeing a few sites
downtown, we parked over to the Lego Expo. The sheer amount of Legos in that
building had to be in the millions. Legos for sale, Lego buildings, Lego
sculptures, Lego machines, pretty much everything you could think of was there.
At this point in time, the Wii-U was a new invention as well, and they were
demoing it using the new Lego game that was to be released the same year. My
cousin had a field day, and truthfully, with my inner child, I did too.
Pittsburgh is home to one of
the most expensive restaurants I've ever eaten that as well. I still ate meat
back then, and I got a steak with fried mushrooms and potato wedges. Served
with a small side salad, this meal at their famous fish market cost about $44.
My cousin got chicken tenders and grilled cheese, and that alone cost him about
$26. On the bright side, after dinner, we got to spend some time in the
whirlpool and sauna inside a hotel. There were other kids there as well, and
even though I was 18, I got to enjoy the same sense of fulfillment and
relaxation that the other parents sitting in the hot tub watching their kids
play in the pool did... Even though my cousin was not my own kid, he sure felt
like it at times.
Later at night, we were
tired to her hotel room, and our older cousin Thomas came to visit us. He lives
maybe 20 miles down the road, and promised us a visit since we were in town for
the first time. We wanted to go see him before we left at his house, but we
just didn't have the time. I had school work to get done as soon as I got home,
and my aunt had to work some weekend hours. We were tired early that night,
getting a wonderful night's sleep 4 The Voyage ahead of us in the morning. We
ate breakfast at the hotel's restaurant, packed our bags, drove past a few
museums, and called it quits.
Nowadays, I’m working on
becoming a better musician, writer, and Occupational Therapist. My cousin, at
the time of writing this, is a second dan black belt in Tang-Su-Do, and a
teenage computer geek. I’m still proud of him to this day for being true to who
he is.
To life accomplishments
complete in one trip, visit Pittsburgh, and play with a absurd amount of Legos.
Something I would recommend to pretty much everybody. I know that I'll be
visiting Pittsburgh again sometime, and I'll be looking to accept visitors when
I go. Hopefully I'll see some of you there!
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