I was supposed to get up at 5:00am, my parents were to arrive at 5:30 to pick us up for the airport. As you may have already noticed I did use the phrase "supposed to." Well at 5:30 I got a call from my mom, which woke me, informing me that she was downstairs waiting for us. In quite the stupor, I had only been asleep for 3 hours, I jumped out of bed and was ready in 10 minutes (impressive for me). And we were off to the airport.
Our flight to Philadelphia was quite ordinary other than only being half full. The flight attendant actually requested that for proper weight distribution that two passengers from the front move to the back.
The weather in Philly was absolutely gorgeous, 65-70 degrees and beautiful sun. Our first measure of order: to find the biggest "Philly" we could and devour it. We took the train from the airport to East Market, a bustling district of indoor shops and restaurants. We quickly found Rick's Philly's and dove right in. I gotta say though, neither of us were impressed. Odd though considering there was a line of about 20 people.
From there we just began to wander, we knew we wanted to go to the Mutter at some point, but really didn't know where it was. So we walked. I really need to get over my photo shyness, there were so many crazy looking characters that would have made great photos. I did muster up the courage to ask a guy that looked like a mixture between Woody Allen and Blanka from Street Fighter. Unfortunately he declined.
(To be continued... when I have some more time) Sorry there's no pictures yet. I haven't found a power converter yet so I can't plug in my laptop.