So we took a train from New York to Philadelphia today.
And by “took a train” I mean … misunderstood what time it was actually leaving Penn station, left our hotel WAY later than we should have, got royally separated while in two different cabs, went to the wrong part of the train station, miscommunicated who was waiting for whom and where, cursed a little under my breath probably within earshot of my kids, argued with Penn Station employees that we were actually going as fast we could and hoisted fully-packed suitcases over my head to jump on the train (mind the gap!) as it was literally starting to pull away.
I boarded at 12:04pm. The departure time was 12:05pm. Technically, we were a minute early.
(gasping for air)
But we got to Philadelphia and the fun began. Because we arranged a little surprise. And by “we” I mean my wonderful friend, Mel. Our girls have been dying to meet in person. Soooo … since I was spending a few days in Philadelphia with my family and she just so happened to have been driving through the area with her family to visit her parents in Boston … we planned a little rendezvous.
It was adorable really. When we each pointed out the girls (previously only pen pals and FaceTime buddies) to each other in the hotel lobby, they immediately ran into each other’s arms for a hug that lasted for about the next three hours. (I’m completely serious.) They walked arm-in-arm all afternoon. (Mel really tells it best here.)
I guess the apples really don’t fall far, huh?
Once together, we went straight to eat at the Reading Terminal Market.
I should mention that there was a cheese shop there.
I should also mention that there was a punching bag of cheese as big as three heads hanging from the ceiling. Here. In Philadelphia. Where Rocky was filmed. There’s just gotta be a joke in there somewhere.
After we finished eating, we all walked over to see the Liberty Bell, which was pretty darned impressive.
Umm, the bell’s back behind there somewhere.
(Spoiler alert: I’m not done talking about the Liberty Bell here at ODNT just yet.)
Then, for the next few hours, we all just caught up with each other.
We ate. We drank. And we pretty much never stopped talking except to take breaths between sentences when absolutely necessary. All nine of us. We’ll be getting together tomorrow for more Philly-style fun. But I don’t know this city like I know NYC. So maybe you guys can help me.
What are the must-do/must-see/must-eat spots here in Philadelphia?
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To read about the trip so far …
My last few trips to Phila have been for concerts, so there are lots f bars involved.
But please make sure you stop at Pats (or, if you must, Gino’s across the street from Pats) for a cheese steak.
you were in NYC and PHILLY…so close and yet so far. 😉
I have loved taking this trip with you, through the pictures and the stories. So glad you had a good time.
next time, let me know, I’d love to just have lunch with you (don’t want to interrupt your whole trip or cramp your style)
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