<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:05:36.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out with Thomas</title><subtitle type='html'>Part of the Morgazine Social Network</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-8981086547587484452</id><published>2008-05-04T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:39:23.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Henry Ford Museum</title><summary type='text'>Josh, Alex, and I toured the museum for a couple of hours in the afternoon. The boys' favorite exhibit was of one of the earliest trains. It was a huge train that we could climb up into and move a lot of the different gears and levers. Their second most favorite exhibit might have been the "build your own paper airplane" activity. We folded pieces of paper into airplanes and then tested them in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/8981086547587484452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=8981086547587484452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8981086547587484452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8981086547587484452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/henry-ford-museum.html' title='The Henry Ford Museum'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/32bpwr3/SB5sZo4FByI/AAAAAAAAEDo/RRS1nX-KTOI/s72-c/IM000390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-4369156796795733859</id><published>2008-05-04T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:36:06.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Thomas</title><summary type='text'>After a little bit of a wait in line, Thomas the Train finally pulled up to the station. We climbed onto the last car. Soon, the conductor announced that we were ready to depart and Thomas pulled away from the station. We enjoyed listening to Thomas the Train music while we checked out the sights around Greenfield Village.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/4369156796795733859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=4369156796795733859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/4369156796795733859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/4369156796795733859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/riding-thomas.html' title='Riding Thomas'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-8744450125250817369</id><published>2008-05-04T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:29:37.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carousel</title><summary type='text'>From Day out with ...There weren't any lines at the Carousel so we made a bee line over there and hopped on for a ride. Most of the kids picked an animal that went up and down, but Josh, Alex, Allyson, and I road in a sleigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/8744450125250817369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=8744450125250817369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8744450125250817369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8744450125250817369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/carousel.html' title='Carousel'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/32bpwr3/SB5hqo4FA-I/AAAAAAAAD88/tMIU_UpWbpU/s72-c/000_1037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-7398393052036281287</id><published>2008-05-04T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:31:17.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Trains</title><summary type='text'>We ran ahead of schedule during our trip to Greenfield Village, so we had some extra time to spend with the kids in the Model Train rooms. The kids watched the battery-operated Thomas the Train toys run around the tracks, played with wooden trains, and climbed onto a Train made completely out of Legos. After a few minutes, we gathered up the kids and headed over to the Train Depot so we could get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/7398393052036281287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=7398393052036281287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/7398393052036281287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/7398393052036281287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/model-trains.html' title='Model Trains'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/32bpwr3/SB5rFo4FBQI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/K3MgkE_MNBQ/s72-c/IM000356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-2668885580916923312</id><published>2008-05-04T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T18:47:42.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival</title><summary type='text'>We arrived at Greenfield Village at around nine thirty.  Terry lead us right to the parking lot between the restaurant and the Train Depot. Since my in-laws are members we didn't have to go through the Main Entrance and were saved a trip by foot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/2668885580916923312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=2668885580916923312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/2668885580916923312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/2668885580916923312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/arrival.html' title='Arrival'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4901908386311883687.post-8988517329586671902</id><published>2008-05-03T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T18:39:16.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure</title><summary type='text'>We were planning on leaving at 7 a.m. in the morning, but didn't get on the road until 8 a.m. My father-in-law tried to fuel up his jeep and then come back, but he couldn't because the gas station wasn't even opened yet.When we left my in-law's house, Susan was driving her vehicle and my father-in-law Terry drove his jeep. Terry, Nancy (mother-in-law), Allyson and I were in the Jeep. Theresa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/feeds/8988517329586671902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4901908386311883687&amp;postID=8988517329586671902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8988517329586671902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4901908386311883687/posts/default/8988517329586671902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinationthomas.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-my-day-out-with-thomas-blog.html' title='Departure'/><author><name>Jon Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewApqKsTJRA/SLyM1hjWWMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/kVH8M0g5J3c/S220/100_0579.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
