I know I left off with high aspirations of chronicling a week that was stressful, but I’d rather forget it and share this little ditty.
Now I’m just getting my sea legs in Philadelphia. I know that I like it, but I don’t know how to navigate through it. All the streets are really tiny and cobblestone and one way, so it’s really cute but if you lose track of North – South – East – West you’re done. It resembles Boston in that the streets are pretty much the evolution of the cow paths that existed many years ago.
Manhattan’s a grid. Philadelphia is more like an intestine. A damn cute intestine yet still difficult to navigate.
So today it was pretty damp and soggy out but I managed a couple of short walks with Stella (dog). We were in some park, I mean who the hell knows the name of it. They’re everywhere.
So I see a big crowd collecting and lining up with several policemen and roped off areas. I asked someone what the occasion was, thinking like maybe Hillary’s doing another book signing or whatever.
Um sir this is Independence Hall.
I raised my eyebrows and put out a decent ohhhhhhhh … then got the hell outta there.
The woman must have thought I was home schooled by rabid raccoons.