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On day two of my Pittsburgh trip, Dan and I drove out to the Ohiopyle State Park, about 90 minutes southeast of the city. The leaves had only just started to change color — and even then, it was only in scattered spots — so we weren’t at peak fall foliageness. Nonetheless, it was great to wander around near Cucumber Falls, with the moss and fallen leaves wet underfoot from recent rains, and then look out on the Youghiogheny River, a tributary of the Monongahela, where we spotted a couple of kayakers and some folks gamely wading into the water. The city girl in me forgets sometimes how nice it can be to spend the afternoon far, far away from the hustle and bustle of traffic and pedestrians and all of that. And how calming a slow moving river can be. And! how absolutely lovely it can be to be driving at dusk, with a baseball game on the radio (inane announcers aside, ahem), surrounded by nothing but hills and violet trees darkening in the twilight.
hong-an tran 