Oh, while we're on the subject of flight, a quick aside. A Public Service Announcement, if you will.
I don't understand people that are comfortable farting on an airplane. Look, man, we're all in this together. We're in a pressurized cabin, sharing the same air. When you're out and about, on the ground, I understand the public fart. It's great too because no one really knows it was you. But when you're in an airplane, hold that shit in. It's not right to crop dust a captive audience. Not cool.
Holy shit, I walked, liked, almost every day I was so proud of myself for getting up early every morning (except this morning, Sundays are my rest day anyway) and going for 6.5-mile walks around the city. I walked from the apartment to Independence Hall one day, to Reading Terminal Market another day...I was all over the place, man. It would have been very easy to stay in bed, but I made it a priority to get long walks in, and I'm so glad I did. Plus, I got to see some great parts of the city, and you can really take everything in while on foot. *pats self on back*
|My favorite building on the UPenn campus.|
City Tavern We had dinner at this really fun restaurant in Old City. It's on the site of a circa-1700s tavern, and the servers are in colonial garb (but it's not cheesy). We were seated in the room that was George Washington's favorite dining room, and the lighting was very dim (only candles inside hurricane glass). I wasn't too impressed with my food—I mean, it wasn't great, but it wasn't bad—but the atmosphere was so fun, and the dessert was amazing (apple crumble with cinnamon ice cream, God, I'm still dreaming of it). Our server and the busboy for our section were chatty and enjoyed sharing post-dinner historical stories of the spot and ghost stories which was also really fun, since Katie and I love that kind of stuff. Overall, a worthwhile experience and a definite highlight of the trip.
|Look at that sheet of icing. LOOK AT IT.|
|Tommy DiNic's, I'd like to marry this sandwich, if I may.|
|Beautiful night for some ball!|
Watching TV with Katie and Joe This is just a simple, nostalgic pleasure that makes me so fucking happy every time. Katie, Joe and I just watch bad reality TV (in this case, we also sprinkled in some Full House and the movie Tangled). Watching Toddlers & Tiaras with them makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. It reminds me of when they lived in my building, and I would head up to their place to watch Toddlers while Joe made us burgers and we laughed and made totally inappropriate comments throughout each episode. Sometimes, the simplest things are the best things. And watching pageant moms exploit their idiot children is just one of those heart-melting things in life that really makes you proud to be an American.
|Oh, look. It's Buster!|
Anyway, I'm heading back to CA now (Hey! I'm now flying over Michigan!) and have to get ready to restart my everyday routine of work and gym. It'll be a bit easier to get through this (rather hectic) week knowing I'm going to a Giants game on Tuesday, and will be headed to Disneyland on Friday (yay!) I feel like I'm constantly on the move lately. And that's not so bad.