I <3 Philly!!!!!!!!!
Only 11 hours in this city and I'm loving it already--and I haven't even gotten to the Penn campus yet.
So after arriving from Ithaca a bit past noon, I tried to make it to the Phillies game against the Red Sox. First of all, the stadium is beaut-azing.
But the city. There's so much spirit and soul here, so much life, so much cheese steak, so much Philliness... much brotherly love.
So anyway, I'm greeted by this 6'6 giant offering me tickets. 40 bucks. 10th row. Right behind the Phillies dugout. Wow. That was something... and I must say that the new park is amazing. Red Sox won 12-8. FUN GAME. After that, I had some nice Italian food.
After that, I went to South Street.
So many stores. And SO black! (which is good, cuz uddawise deh wudnt be no hooood!) I pretty much just surveyed the area, and went into a few stores.
But the real experience was afterwards, walking around the unlighted streets of Philadephia, the 23rd hour of the day. I must've walked at least five miles. It felt good.
But I was nowhere.
So I walked up to a stranger who happened to be waiting at a bus stop, asking him how I might return to my hotel. As it would turn out, I was some 40 blocks away. So, I took his word and waited with him for the bus. It was a good half-hour before the bus finally arrived, but I had some extremely meaningful conversation with him. It was a very... cleansing experience somehow, hearing from a voice from such a different area, and of such a different life, yet being able to offer advice so related to my endeavors.
I was almost a bit sad when I finally arrived at the appropriate stop. The talk had been so meaningful. But I soon struck up another conversation with a doctor heading back to the same hotel as me. That was also very meaningful.
So, overall, the day was more than thrilling, filled with a handful of great experiences: great buffet breakfast in Ithaca, exhilarating baseball game in Philadephia, satisfying dinner in Philadelphia... But, I would say that my conversations with complete strangers were certainly the most meaningful.
I don't think I'm much of an outgoing person. Unless anyone begs to differ? I'd say it's more the brotherly love of Philly. It's a real melting pot. Great place.
So after arriving from Ithaca a bit past noon, I tried to make it to the Phillies game against the Red Sox. First of all, the stadium is beaut-azing.
But the city. There's so much spirit and soul here, so much life, so much cheese steak, so much Philliness... much brotherly love.
So anyway, I'm greeted by this 6'6 giant offering me tickets. 40 bucks. 10th row. Right behind the Phillies dugout. Wow. That was something... and I must say that the new park is amazing. Red Sox won 12-8. FUN GAME. After that, I had some nice Italian food.
After that, I went to South Street.
So many stores. And SO black! (which is good, cuz uddawise deh wudnt be no hooood!) I pretty much just surveyed the area, and went into a few stores.
But the real experience was afterwards, walking around the unlighted streets of Philadephia, the 23rd hour of the day. I must've walked at least five miles. It felt good.
But I was nowhere.
So I walked up to a stranger who happened to be waiting at a bus stop, asking him how I might return to my hotel. As it would turn out, I was some 40 blocks away. So, I took his word and waited with him for the bus. It was a good half-hour before the bus finally arrived, but I had some extremely meaningful conversation with him. It was a very... cleansing experience somehow, hearing from a voice from such a different area, and of such a different life, yet being able to offer advice so related to my endeavors.
I was almost a bit sad when I finally arrived at the appropriate stop. The talk had been so meaningful. But I soon struck up another conversation with a doctor heading back to the same hotel as me. That was also very meaningful.
So, overall, the day was more than thrilling, filled with a handful of great experiences: great buffet breakfast in Ithaca, exhilarating baseball game in Philadephia, satisfying dinner in Philadelphia... But, I would say that my conversations with complete strangers were certainly the most meaningful.
I don't think I'm much of an outgoing person. Unless anyone begs to differ? I'd say it's more the brotherly love of Philly. It's a real melting pot. Great place.