tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745308.post3709624802974570922..comments2023-11-03T08:07:48.191-03:00Comments on The Daily Rant: If You're Inclined To See A Great View, This Is The Place To GoThe Daily Ranthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10489187226759792239noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745308.post-14859802892792987192014-09-27T04:01:48.729-03:002014-09-27T04:01:48.729-03:00GIL: I was very surprised at how much I enjoyed P...GIL: I was very surprised at how much I enjoyed Pittsburgh. Granted, it was a Sunday when we were there and it was jam-packed with cars and people going to work, etc. but it was cleaner than I expected and I REALLY loved the view from the top of the hill.<br /><br />I guess living there during the coal dust days probably was pretty hellish on the laundry. <br /><br />The riverboat cruise was nice took - got a little information from the guide as he pointed out buildings and landmarks and gave some history about the bridges and other stuff in the town. Not bad at all. <br /><br />And I want to ride a funicular in Italy too!The Daily Ranthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10489187226759792239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745308.post-87700703539149524852014-09-25T04:10:41.609-03:002014-09-25T04:10:41.609-03:00Forgot to mention that Anne and I rode a couple of...Forgot to mention that Anne and I rode a couple of the funiculars when we were in Napoli!!! Gilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17224104422332322541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745308.post-40089135478709838232014-09-25T04:09:22.770-03:002014-09-25T04:09:22.770-03:00I can't believe how beautiful Pittsburgh looks...I can't believe how beautiful Pittsburgh looks in all of your pictures. When I hear Pittsburgh the first thing that comes to my mind is what a filthy city it was to live in. Even filthier than Jackson Heights in Queens (where my mother's family lived) and daBronx where my fathers family lived. My parents got married in Dec, 1942 and shortly thereafter the army assigned my dad to a hospital in Pittsburgh. I can still hear my mother describing the coal dust that invaded their apartment when they opened windows. How the clothes were dirtier after bring them in from the clothes line than before she washed them! The next stop for them was Marion, Indiana where I was born and besides me they had a puppy. the good thing was no coal dust!!! From your pictures it is hard to believe it is the same cit my mother talked about.Gilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17224104422332322541noreply@blogger.com