Previously I had decided that I wanted to go to see the Van Gogh exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art. I spent a few days on various travel web sites trying to put together a modest little vacation to The City. I figured stay in a hotel in midtown, fly in Thursday night, MoMA on Friday, the Met on Saturday, fly out on Sunday. It turns out that if you want a hotel room in Manhattan for the weekend you’d better have some spare organs laying around. Heartbroken and defeated I gave up. Today I decided that the chance to see those pieces in one place within my reach would probably not come around again for a very long time and that I should really make the effort. If I could fly in Thursday, stay the night, see the museum Friday and get a late flight out it could cut the cost. I still couldn’t do it for little enough cash to make the extra trouble worth it. Then this evening Mom suggested that I think about flying into and staying in Philadelphia and taking the train in. Turns out that I can get two nights in Philly, the round trip air fare and a round trip to NYC on the train for the cost of one night in a 3.5 star hotel in midtown Manhattan. Go figure. So, I’m going to visit the museum on Halloween. I’m very excited.