spring break in philadelphia
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evergleamSo I am of the firm belief that spring break is the best thing that humankind ever invented, just edging out the wheel and the thermos.
I am back from Jersey and Philadelphia. The three of us packed so much into three days that I feel like I was gone for a lot longer than I was. Which is good, because I have so much work in front of me that I'm sort of afraid. I avoided it tonight and watched eight (yes EIGHT!) episodes of Sports Night with Aster, but tomorrow I don't think I will be as lucky. :P
But! You should all look at my Philly pictures. Most of them are mine, and a few I stole from Chris, but all of them are awesome! And there's lots, so...beware. Or something.
So. We left Saturday afternoon, and ended up spending the evening combing South Street. We met up with Noble and went to lots of little shops and had a generally fabulous time. (And for the record, for those who care and don't already know, Chris -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sihaya09, Racheal - _titania_ and Noble - egosomnio.)
This is my favorite novelty South Street item, ummm, ever. That, and the button I ended up buying that said "everything I learned about life I learned from reading banned books." Cause, hee.
This is Noble. He is what is commonly referred to as a pimp.
This is the weirdest thing about South Street. All the trees that lined the street had gum stuck to them like this. I wonder who the first person to do it was.
Chris and Rac. They both hate this picture, but I think it's cute. It was taken at dinner, where Chris had her first taste of Thai food.
Noble!
On Sunday we did touristy walk around Philly things. We went to see the Liberty Bell and other such early American landmarks.
Hey. You guys. Look. It's the streets of Philadelphia!!
It's...a bell!
Independence Hall. My inside pictures sucked, but this is where the Declaration of Independence was signed. Woooo forefathers! Yeah!
Yes. We are well aware of the depths of our dorkiness.
Ben Franklin's grave. Clearly.
So, we were walking down the street and saw this sign for $5 palm readings, so we thought it'd be fun to do it. This was the woman's door, and it reminded me of The Wizard of Oz, so I made Chris take a picture of it.
On Monday, we attempted to go to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to see the Dalí exhibit. Unfortunately, the museum is closed on Mondays. So we took some pictures and headed elsewhere.
Racheal contemplating the stairs.
I would like to take this moment to apologize to all Philadelphians everywhere. For our dear Racheal is pretending to be Rocky.
Racheal and other random tourists in front of the museum, excited over having conquered the stairs.
View of Philly from in front of the museum. I'm told that's Center City. It's much more DC-like than the rest of the city, and so I approved heartily. ;)
That's the Schkuykill River behind us. I think I spelled that wrong, but it's really fun to say.
So, since the museum was closed, we changed our plans and went to Atlantic City instead. We only ended up staying for about an hour and a half, which turned out to be just enough time to collect some shells and do a little beach-walking.
Casinos and stuff that way.
Sun setting this way.
Mine? Mine! Mine! See that one seagull? He swooped in and stole the food from the other seagulls and it was all like "BITCH! THIS IS MY FOOD!" and the others were like "Bitch, please, I don't think so" and then he was all like "I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY IMPRESSIVE WING SPAN" and then he won and it was awesome to watch. Plus, you can see me in that picture. ;)
Bye bye beach. Until May, anyway.
I wanna live there. But...only if Tobey Maguire is still there.
Monday night we went to eat at this place simply called The Pub. It was so deliciously 70s-styled that it felt like walking onto the set of the hotel in The Shining. We went into the bathroom and there was this little lobby thinger which had the best soft lighting ever, so we took a picture.
On Tuesday we went back to the museum and finally got into the Dalí exhibit. They had a collection of around 250 paintings and drawings and it was the coolest thing ever. A lot of the famous ones were there, including The Temptation of St. Anthony, and a lot of his early stuff, too, which was a lot more impressionistic than I thought Dalí ever was. So. It was awesome. I was looking through some prints on the way out thinking I might buy some, and the prints are so bland after seeing the real thing that I just couldn't.
Also, after I left the exhibit, I went searching for some Picasso and turned a corner in the modern and contemporary section to find myself staring face to face with Three Musicians. Dude. It was awesome. Do you know how much I love Picasso? Do you know how surprising and cool it was to be staring at this painting I've seen a gazillion times in print? It's a lot bigger than I thought.
We also stopped by South Street again before leaving, and went into this one crazy store that was all Mexican and Indian and stuff at the same time. It was drowning in little trinkets and odds and ends, so I took some pictures.
The End!
Okay. Now. I need you guys to do something for me. I need you to download this song and listen to it and rejoice in how hilariously bad and wonderful it is.
Hellogoodbye - Jesse Buy Nothing... Go to Prom Anyways
I stole it from Ashley last week, and it was part of our Philly soundtrack. You must listen, if only because you like me and would do anything to appease me. You have to imagine me bouncing up and down and singing along at the top of my lungs to get the full effect. ;)
And with that, I'm off to do some reading--either Márquez or something Vonnegutian.
I am back from Jersey and Philadelphia. The three of us packed so much into three days that I feel like I was gone for a lot longer than I was. Which is good, because I have so much work in front of me that I'm sort of afraid. I avoided it tonight and watched eight (yes EIGHT!) episodes of Sports Night with Aster, but tomorrow I don't think I will be as lucky. :P
But! You should all look at my Philly pictures. Most of them are mine, and a few I stole from Chris, but all of them are awesome! And there's lots, so...beware. Or something.
So. We left Saturday afternoon, and ended up spending the evening combing South Street. We met up with Noble and went to lots of little shops and had a generally fabulous time. (And for the record, for those who care and don't already know, Chris -
sihaya09, Racheal - _titania_ and Noble - egosomnio.)This is my favorite novelty South Street item, ummm, ever. That, and the button I ended up buying that said "everything I learned about life I learned from reading banned books." Cause, hee.
This is Noble. He is what is commonly referred to as a pimp.
This is the weirdest thing about South Street. All the trees that lined the street had gum stuck to them like this. I wonder who the first person to do it was.
Chris and Rac. They both hate this picture, but I think it's cute. It was taken at dinner, where Chris had her first taste of Thai food.
Noble!
On Sunday we did touristy walk around Philly things. We went to see the Liberty Bell and other such early American landmarks.
Hey. You guys. Look. It's the streets of Philadelphia!!
It's...a bell!
Independence Hall. My inside pictures sucked, but this is where the Declaration of Independence was signed. Woooo forefathers! Yeah!
Yes. We are well aware of the depths of our dorkiness.
Ben Franklin's grave. Clearly.
So, we were walking down the street and saw this sign for $5 palm readings, so we thought it'd be fun to do it. This was the woman's door, and it reminded me of The Wizard of Oz, so I made Chris take a picture of it.
On Monday, we attempted to go to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to see the Dalí exhibit. Unfortunately, the museum is closed on Mondays. So we took some pictures and headed elsewhere.
Racheal contemplating the stairs.
I would like to take this moment to apologize to all Philadelphians everywhere. For our dear Racheal is pretending to be Rocky.
Racheal and other random tourists in front of the museum, excited over having conquered the stairs.
View of Philly from in front of the museum. I'm told that's Center City. It's much more DC-like than the rest of the city, and so I approved heartily. ;)
That's the Schkuykill River behind us. I think I spelled that wrong, but it's really fun to say.
So, since the museum was closed, we changed our plans and went to Atlantic City instead. We only ended up staying for about an hour and a half, which turned out to be just enough time to collect some shells and do a little beach-walking.
Casinos and stuff that way.
Sun setting this way.
Mine? Mine! Mine! See that one seagull? He swooped in and stole the food from the other seagulls and it was all like "BITCH! THIS IS MY FOOD!" and the others were like "Bitch, please, I don't think so" and then he was all like "I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY IMPRESSIVE WING SPAN" and then he won and it was awesome to watch. Plus, you can see me in that picture. ;)
Bye bye beach. Until May, anyway.
I wanna live there. But...only if Tobey Maguire is still there.
Monday night we went to eat at this place simply called The Pub. It was so deliciously 70s-styled that it felt like walking onto the set of the hotel in The Shining. We went into the bathroom and there was this little lobby thinger which had the best soft lighting ever, so we took a picture.
On Tuesday we went back to the museum and finally got into the Dalí exhibit. They had a collection of around 250 paintings and drawings and it was the coolest thing ever. A lot of the famous ones were there, including The Temptation of St. Anthony, and a lot of his early stuff, too, which was a lot more impressionistic than I thought Dalí ever was. So. It was awesome. I was looking through some prints on the way out thinking I might buy some, and the prints are so bland after seeing the real thing that I just couldn't.
Also, after I left the exhibit, I went searching for some Picasso and turned a corner in the modern and contemporary section to find myself staring face to face with Three Musicians. Dude. It was awesome. Do you know how much I love Picasso? Do you know how surprising and cool it was to be staring at this painting I've seen a gazillion times in print? It's a lot bigger than I thought.
We also stopped by South Street again before leaving, and went into this one crazy store that was all Mexican and Indian and stuff at the same time. It was drowning in little trinkets and odds and ends, so I took some pictures.
The End!
Okay. Now. I need you guys to do something for me. I need you to download this song and listen to it and rejoice in how hilariously bad and wonderful it is.
Hellogoodbye - Jesse Buy Nothing... Go to Prom Anyways
I stole it from Ashley last week, and it was part of our Philly soundtrack. You must listen, if only because you like me and would do anything to appease me. You have to imagine me bouncing up and down and singing along at the top of my lungs to get the full effect. ;)
And with that, I'm off to do some reading--either Márquez or something Vonnegutian.
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Date: 2005-03-17 06:31 am (UTC)That's really kind of funny. :)
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Date: 2005-03-17 07:19 am (UTC)That pub in Pennsauken is actually about 50 years old. I have much love for the salad bar.
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Date: 2005-03-17 07:34 am (UTC)We went with my friend's grandparents, and they were telling us that the place actually was burned really badly in a fire a while ago? It was really neat--and the food was great--I'd love to go back again sometime.
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Date: 2005-03-17 04:07 pm (UTC)hi, i'm immature.
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