This weekend I took a last minute trip up to Philadelphia for a wedding. I traveled with my mother via train from DC to Philly and it was a great reminder of how much I love train travel - I'm adding a train trip to my To Do list for the summer!
I have to admit, I have never been a fan of Filthadelphia Philadelphia. The only city I may hate more is its neighbor, Shitsburgh Pittsburgh. That being said, the last time I was in either city was almost 15 years ago when I was looking at colleges. (Needless to say, I did not choose a college in Pennsylvania!) Cities can change a lot in 15 years and I was interested to visit Philly based on the sole fact that it is the home of several Jose Garces restaurants AND Buddakan, home of the dip sum donut.
Unfortunately, I was only in Philadelphia for seven hours - we went up and back the same day, so I didn't have a chance to check out the restaurant scene. Guess I'll have to go back to get my hands on some of those donuts!
I didn't bring my big camera with me - so here's a photo essay of the trip via iPhone:
*Not pictured: Being stuck on the DC metro at 1:30 am due to track work and sharing a metro car with a drunk sorority girl who puked on a) a stack of newspapers, b) the floor of the metro, which is carpeted...ew!, and c) her own feet. She then slid off her seat and into the pile of her own barf. Gag! I do not miss riding the metro late at night!
P.S. Philadelphians and Pittsburghers - if any of you read my blog, let me know what makes your cities worth visiting! I am willing to give your cities a second chance!
2 comments:
Oh man, that story of the barf is SO gross!
I think I have one to rival it, though:
I was "reserving" my standing place at a Crash Test Dummies concert in the mosh pit, when I noticed some guys sitting on the floor eating roast chicken take-aways and drinking A LOT of beer. They had their chicken on a brown paper bag on the floor.
Just then, the one guy throws up the just-eaten chicken back onto the paper bag. We're talking whole chicken chunks here (apparently being that drunk means you can swallow chicken whole).
Fifteen seconds later, a drunk friend approaches them from outside the arena, looks at the chicken-barf-combo, and says: "Cool, take-aways"...grabs a piece of the chicken-barf and eats it.
Yay me...I got to witness it all from five meters away!
Luckily, the concert made up for it :-)
lovely & fun post. oh gosh, sorry about you getting stuck on the metro with barf-chick. no fun. but your photos are lovely! ;)
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